I was walking down the street and I was thinking about all of the mistakes I've made. I was talking to myself out loud And I Kept thinking about you when suddenly someone popped out of no where and asked how I knew you, so I told them how we met and everything that happened, I dont know why I spilled my guts to this person, I guess, simply put, it was the only person who would listen.
When I finished speaking, we had walked several miles. Then the person said that they used to know you.
That a while ago, you both Knew eachother pretty well and Then one day, this person did something that really hurt you. The person wouldnt tell me what they did BUT
They seemed really upset, which I almost didnt understand because the way they talked, it seemed like ages ago. Like you had probably forgotten all about it by now.
As we approached an intersection I turned to this person and with tears in their eyes, they asked me to tell you "sorry", and wanted me to ask you to forgive them.
I said It was "no problem" and I turned to check for traffic, As I turned back I asked "what was your name again?" But the person was gone.
I couldnt get this person out of my head for days. And you wouldnt talk to me- So I didnt know how to even bring up such a strange story.

Since then everytime I heard you tell a story about someone who hurt you, I wanted to scream "just forgive them please!"  But I still didnt know how to tell you this story.