Forgiveness

Green plaid, black vans. What I remember from that day. Fake smiles and crude jokes are what kept you occupied they say. You laughed. Not a care felt from you. Guilt maybe, but yet it was still a joke to you. Looked into my eyes and just fed me lies. I won't tell you, but just know. That day a little piece of me died. A weight on my heart I wore every day. A weight I prayed would just go away. But today I write this, tears on my cheeks so long afterwards yet my heart still feels weak. I've asked for the patience, so that I may forgive. Forgive you for the pain that I felt so hard that day. I thought that was through. It was over with now, but a single thought brought back and I'm weeping softly as my head bows. I've prayed and wailed for peace within, but I cannot hope for peace if I have not truly forgiven him. In time this will pass and my heart will feel new. And on that day will the words be said "I've finally forgiven you".