Forgiveness on March 15th
Someday, you'll forgive me, and I'll forgive you. And the world will be a better place.
...maybe next year. I'm still not brave enough to forgive you when I'm not sure you're sorry. My heart will always ache to make amends, while yours has probably forgotten long ago. Though, maybe, I shouldn't blame you. You did, at least, try to apologize. Maybe it was real...
And of course, I would dream of you all night. Of that friendship I want but will never have. The pain never really ends. But nine years of this pain won't make me forget that you saved me. Even if "saving" meant going from the pan into the fire. At least the fire felt like something. And I will always be thankful.
Happy March 15th.
...maybe next year. I'm still not brave enough to forgive you when I'm not sure you're sorry. My heart will always ache to make amends, while yours has probably forgotten long ago. Though, maybe, I shouldn't blame you. You did, at least, try to apologize. Maybe it was real...
And of course, I would dream of you all night. Of that friendship I want but will never have. The pain never really ends. But nine years of this pain won't make me forget that you saved me. Even if "saving" meant going from the pan into the fire. At least the fire felt like something. And I will always be thankful.
Happy March 15th.