A/N: This is old now, so [   ]

Sometimes sorry isn't deserved

Sometimes you feel it is, but then you remember you weren't the one hurting, not the one weighed down by promises that can be broken more than once yet still be held dear

Sometimes your parents are right when they say actions speak louder than words, when they show you not everyone knows to speak the truth

Sometimes you're not right, then you realise, you don't actually know anything

Too stupid, not enough, far, far too much to handle.

But still, you stay.

Sometimes sorry isn't enough

Sometimes it doesn't quite encapsulate the heaviness in your chest that slowly constricts, slowly drains the capacity to be positive

Sometimes it doesn't know how the dizziness in your head and the difficulty to see straight would drag you down and incapacitate you fully

Sometimes it feels like too little, too much, too not right, too painful

Too slow, not enough, far, far too much to handle.

But still, you stay.

Why?

Because you care.

Far, far too much.