Oct 28, 2012 23:31
"I'm okay now."
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"I forgive you."
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"More important: I forgive myself."
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These are things I want to say. Things I need to say. Perhaps the words are not mine to give, though. Perhaps, I am afraid that my sense of calm and peace will shatter simply speaking to this person--or seeing such a once-well-remembered face.
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"I'm okay now."
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I want to say it. I don't know if I ever will.
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"Live a good life."
(The life I hope you will have. The life I am worried you will not be able to give yourself.)
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"I forgive us both, and hope you do, too."
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Good bye. Good bye. I hear it in the distance. I've been saying it for years.
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"Take care..."
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There nothing else to say. So much to say--but in the end, what are words? And so I am left with this feeling. It is empty, but it is peaceful. Do you feel it, too?
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"Good bye."
good bye,
life,
forgiveness,
love lost