It Doesn’t Heal Completely
It doesn’t heal completely. You will never come back to tell me sorry. You will never find your way to my present to apologize for the hurt you caused and how you wronged me. And I have to live and learn to forgive you without an apology. It was one thing that could have helped me recover, but I’ve got to move on without it. I would never know what you were thinking Why you did what you did. I would never get an explanation from you, even though it wouldn’t change anything. But I am seated here. I am facing my grief. And you are doing just fine. And I doubt if you ever feel any remorse for what you cost me. Because years after, I am realizing it doesn’t go away. I am paying the price of whatever your intents were. Maybe I was collateral damage or you meant well before it went wrong. But no one means well with that type of hurt. Naked in blood and lef...
