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The night seemed to drag on and on and on. Hours ago I though everything would be fine again. I apologized for my behaviour, told him I didn't mean it; that I was just drunk and didn't know what I was saying. I never meant to hurt him and I surely never meant to say those things to him the way I did. It was hours ago that he told me it was okay; he accepted my apology. So everything had to be alright again. But it wasn't. I woke up in the middle of the night to find him sleeping on the couch.