I forgive you

I'm angry at myself for being angry at you, even if I have good reasons.

You are a sea of statements that crush my self esteem, surrounded by delicate sands of 'hello, how are you?" 

Please forgive me for hating you. 

You are a thorn of mistrust, guarded by petals of hopefulness. 

I want you to change. 

You are lustful with hasty judgement, which you cover with your clam-envious smile. 

I wish we had more in common. 

You are full of damaging core beliefs, drenched in laughter and probably tea. 

I love you anyway. 

Reviews

[highonwords]

loving the person for who he is - no judgments - just indignation over the behavior - the essence of love is to forgive, without letting the suspect abuse you

steph