I don’t know what it is I apologize for.
“I’m sorry, Peter.”
I apologize for everything; every action I take, every move my friends make, every problem that comes up.
“I’m sorry, Cordell.”
Someone loses something, “I’m sorry.” Someone questions my meaning, “I’m sorry, I’ll stop talking.” Someone finds what I said not as serious as I intended it, “I’m sorry, I’m just being stupid.”
“I’m sorry, Joey.”
What is it I’m trying to apologize for?
“I’m sorry for being such a burden.”
“I’m sorry for being so difficult.”
“I’m sorry I’m not the friend I should be.”
It’s worse when I apologize to my mom, unprovoked.
“Sorry? What for?”
I suppose I’m sorry for […]