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Sorry for that

I want to say sorry to someone, but seems like I may never say sorry , face to face, so by this post I am saying sorry! Please pardon me! This is certainly the lack of courage at my end! I know, this is the high time, now or never! but alas! things are going really fast! really fast! and I can visualize what is going to be the future! I could have write a very different post but I am writing this one at this time, this symbolize anything? Don't know what it symbolizes but surely whatever it is, I can't help it. Sorry once again~
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