Freedom

Finally, I have the freedom
That comes with forgiveness. 
No longer will I dwell on the past
Or the marriage I blamed on ruining my life. 
I see now it was my choice
I knew you had problems
You were beyond my help though. 
You presented a false front
But I knew you were a liar. 
The whole beginning of our relationship 
Was built on a lie, I'd have accepted the truth
And I chose to let it go. 
Something I'd normally never do. 
Scared of being alone? Or the heartless
No second-chance giver. 
Now, two years divorced, I see
To hold on to the anger has been poisonous. 
I can't keep letting it ruin me. 
I need to be able to trust to be able to move on, 
I need to not be afraid of what you did. 
Because not all men are like you. 
Even though most of the ones I dated were 
          wrong for me. 
I have met a lot of good ones
But I haven't given any a chance
In case they were wearing a mask. 
So to move on, I must forgive you
And I truly hope you're doing well. 
Sometimes I wish we could have stayed friends
But you wanted all or nothing. 
So I don't know anything about you now. 
I wish I could tell you
I wish you had picked to remain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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February 2, 2016 at 7:06 AM
I have never understood how anyone could put their hands on someone in anger and call it love. My dad used harsh physical discipline under the guise of love and all it did was make me defiant. Violence is not the answer. Very emotional write.
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February 2, 2016 at 7:50 AM
Thank you. It was probably the best choice I ever made in my life to leave him. Thanks for taking the time to read it. I really appreciate it
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