Someone asked me.
"Why are you so kind? Someone broke you yet you gave your forgiveness.
Someone pushed you, you were hurt but then you forgive.
Someone throw hurtful and painful words on you still you forgive.
Someone stabbed you from behind but then you forgive. Why? Why do you always forgive, they have hurt you. Aren't you suppose to be angry, hate them?"
My answer.
" I'm not kind, I do feel it, the anger the infuriating way of their betrayal but I always keep in mind that every person in this world is fighting a battle I can't fight. They are in field full of worries and sadness they want to conquer.
Just like me, I have a battle I fight that only I can win—if I want to.
And forgiving is my way of saying that, I have your back;I'm just here. Because sometimes people don't need someone who'll loath them after all what they've done. Most of the time they need someone who'll stay with them after all the hurt and betrayal and that's a chance they want, to change; to improve themselves; to be given a second chance.
You see I'm not that kind, I just want to give them a chance. Help them see what a person should they be. If it didn't work then I will still forgive but this time it's for myself. To free me with worries and anger.
If they want to be consumed with the darkness they have I can't do anything about it, I can't do more than give them a chance. We all have this unique battle we fight and I can't fight their battle for them.
I have done my part to be there with them and If they choose to waste it I can't do more.
The only thing that I can do is to free myself with all the unwanted painful feelings.
After that, it's now all up to them to give themselves a chance—to improve.
See, I'm not that kind, yeah? "
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