It was never easy for me to review the past wrongs and I make my apology, sincerely.
I knew it, just as we will never know the sadness behind the laughter of a clown, a loner is always a dissoluble substance to the world. But I have never expected them to know me well. Maybe, an optimist always has a target on his back.
Move on, for what I could do is just keeping my head held high.