Remember that old quote that goes "Love is never having to say you're sorry"?

Well I think it's true in the sense that if you love someone, you do forgive them and you know they aren't perfect.

At the same time though, if you do love someone...you do admit your fault and say sorry.

So "love is never having to say you're sorry, but doing it anyway"

The point is...I love James. Sometimes I say things though that I shouldn't or I just seemed, I don't know, closed minded I guess.
Now I know he's not mad at me. I know he's moved past what we discussed earlier that I was wrong about...but still, I'm sorry, James.

...why did I post this in my journal?
I don't know...love does weird things.