I couldn’t believe that he was standing there, with tears in his eyes, admitting to me that he cheated and asking me to give him another chance.
“Are you kidding me? Why are you even telling me? Are you waiting for me to run to you and hug you and say that I forgive you but ‘please don’t do it again’? Or maybe you’re waiting for me to tell you that I love you and that I can never think of loving someone else? Or wait maybe you want me to be angry at you for every second we spend together, as long as I’m still there next to you. Or!” I chuckle a little and walk right to his face, “Maybe, just maybe you’re waiting for me to pat you on the back and kiss it all better.”