I’m forgiving her, though once I believed in her.
All the trials of life have battered us, carving crevices and leaving dust.
Though passion dimmed in the dark corners soul, I never wanted a struggle of goals.
I’m forgiving her, just because she still smiles. The light still burns after all these miles.
I’m forgiving her because I can, my last act of a compassion as man.
I’m forgiving her, because she is and nothing can take away from this.
D Dec 2016