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You aren’t sorry.

And why should you be?

These bricks that I’ve carried

Ever since you abandoned me

They burdened my delicate heart.

But left yours untouched.

 

I was mad at you.

And the pain killed me

From the inside out

I wanted you to feel the same way

But I realize that it doesn’t matter now.

 

You can be sorry.

Or you can’t.

It makes no difference.

 

So guess what I did.

 

I took those bricks.

The ones that pressed against my heart,

And one by one I held them high.

Then I whispered three simple words.

“I

Forgive
You”

Then I buried those bricks

In the deep ground

To be forgotten.

 

And now the healing can begin.

 

The pain from what you did

Still lingers

But every day I whisper

Those three simple words

And every day I heal a little more.