Forgiveness.

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Forgiving people is hard and so is forgetting. I can forgive you for hurting me but I can't simply forget. Forgiveness showed up on a 10pm phone call after your work shift. Forgiveness showed up in signs of nausea and heartache. Forgiveness made itself known when we talked for hours in your car and watched the lighting in the night sky. I forgive you for what you've done. I can moves past that and I know I have. Yet, I can't forgive myself for the parts of me that died when you left. I can't forgive myself for letting us go. I can't forgive myself for letting you in again and praying I don't get hurt in this process. I still love you and I don't know if I can ever stop. I'm sorry.

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