I used to think we might get back together. However, now I know what is done, is done. What we once shared lives only in the past now. I may have started the storm of hurt, but you threw plenty in the hurricane too. Our love became crippled, never to heal. O.A.

Grab a plate and throw it on the floor
Okay, done.
Did it break?
Yes.
Okay, now say sorry to it.
Sorry.
Did it go back to how it was before?
No.
Now do you understand?
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