Blunt

What Maya Angelou said comes to my mind as I write this piece today.

“I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

I vividly remember the day you dropped me back after our unfinished fight. I was angry that you didn't speak to me even after I made the first attempt. Infact, I was being silly. Our fights always remained between us because we discussed things with each other and sorted things out. That day I vented it out to a third person. One thing, I have noticed about you is that you always come back to me. You silently stand and wait for me. You have never forced me into conversations, you have never complained, you have not raised your voice. I should have been more thoughtful. I have my people here, my friends here, I grew up here. This is my place but your home is far off. Your people are not here, you came this far for me, this place is a new place. You kept it all to yourself but I went and blurted it out to someone. You knew that I had spoken to my friend when he dropped me, you still remained silent. You safely dropped me home when I was sitting behind and making futile efforts to cover up what I did. When you finally dropped me off, you just said one thing- "You have your people here, whom do I have to vent out things to? You are the only one I know". That defeated me, it made me realise that even after being this close to you, how distant I made you feel. You constantly keep telling me to forget it but that seems to never disappear from my heart.