Not That Simple
People say to
'Forgive and Forget'
but it's not that simple.
And I know it's not my job to take care of you.
I know it's not my job to make excuses for you.
But it's not that simple.
Yet, I still
I still want to believe that
you didn't want to leave me.
The fact is,
you left me.
You left, but I'm still here.
Maybe you didn't want to,
but it happened.
I don't blame you.
Because I want to believe
that you loved me.
That you still love me.
Because as much
as I hate you,
I still love you.
I don't think
I'll ever be able
to let you go.
But I can't keep
letting your memory
live off my self-hate.
It took me four years -
four long years -
to move forward.
Years full of hate
and therapy
and pain.
I'll never move on.
But I can move forward.
I will move forward.
Maybe I should have been more kind.
Maybe I should have stood up for myself.
Maybe I should have done more...
I'm sure that things
will never go back
to how they were before.
I know I can forgive you
but I wonder...
can I forgive myself?
People say to
'Forgive and Forget'
but it's not that simple.
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