Forgiveness
I don’t know if you’ll ever forgive me for what I’ve done to you,
and I don’t know if you’ll ever stop hating me for what I’ve done to you.
But after growing up a little,
I understand now that that stuff is on you;
it’s up to you to forgive me
and it’s up to you to stop hating me.
I won’t force you to forgive me
and I won’t force you to stop hating me.
It’s your choice on what you do, I will not influence it.
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