I was holding on so tight
To what was once
What could’ve been
When there are others
Who freely gave more
Without me asking.
I kept pouring
To someone whose not ready
I gave and was drained
Until someone came to rescue me
I wished it was you
Over and over
But you proved to be another
Otherwise
You are but a lesson.
Still I hope the best for you
Even when I’m still trying
To forgive
What once was
So painful
Now, but became
An important lesson.
I’m thankful for you
I hope you find peace too
I hope you can forgive me too.
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