forgiveness

Many times I have wondered

how it could be possible 

that in all of my life

between physical, mental, and emotional pains

there has never been anything

quite as painful 

as you.

My heart so fragile

my eyes so bright

my spirit so light

I wasn’t prepared 

for the storm that was you.

I loved you with every breath

I let you touch me 

every part of my soul

every part of me

I held your hand

I dried your tears

I ignored the ones 

that you set free in me

I helped you pick up your pieces

So much that

I started confusing yours with mine

I started getting scared

scared of your pain 

and eventually 

scared of you

but I stayed

because losing you 

would have been far worse.

Just a few more pieces,

I told myself

His pain will stop 

and you will both be free

I know you were more scared than I was

I know that all you wanted

was to escape your own pain

not to inflict it on others

But trust me 

When you don’t heal your own wounds

you will end up 

bleeding on those who didn’t cut you.

And standing covered in your blood

I was ready to leave

But don’t worry 

I have left a few pieces behind 

they belong with you 

keep them safe.