i now have
thought myself
the ways of forgiving
and forgetting
how hypercritical of me
to once hate and resent someone
to my very core and the
simple forgive them
but how can you blame
me?
that person that was always in my mind
also had me turning inside him
inside his very mind
so I forgave
and I forgot
YOU ARE READING
you're not a poet.
Poetryim not a poet. i just watch the world go by every second, minute, hour. like a normal person and feel my heart pumping through my brain
