I glanced at your forgotten words,
memories I thought I lived past.
Times of twisted tails and smiles,
many a years ago.
Now I look upon your green,
and understand why forgiven but not forgotten.
Now my heart has healed,
I have no more hate towards you.
I see the beauty in your words,
only to dust past me as more memory.
I thought about the tears I shed,
the smiles I won,
and realized it's just another milestone.
And although you'll never read my words,
I hold them steady and true,
I say this with strong of breath,
Thank you.
Although I hurt and cried,
bled and longed to die,
I held fast and strong,
believing true,
and finally found the whisper to my heart.
3 old applause
