Forgiven.

For me, the most difficult expression of love is forgiveness. They say love is a commitment, it’s waking up everyday committing yourself to loving that one person you chose. It’s not that hard, I think. It’s not that hard to love someone you have always loved. But loving someone who has hurt you? Who seeks your forgiveness (or not) and wants you to love them back again? That’s hard for me. It’s a daily commitment for me, till I can forget, to look at you everyday and remember all the good things that you have done and are doing. It’s finding the person I once loved inside the person that hurt me. It’s looking at the scars you have given me and trying to be thankful there aren’t more. It’s looking at how you are trying or how I just need to get over the hurt because I’m just dragging myself into a downward spiral. It’s not punishing you anymore.
So here I am, saying I forgive you. I forgive you for hurting me intentionally and saying you love me at the same time. I forgive you for all the wrong things you did then. And I hope in my forgiveness, you see my love