You speak of an apology of which, I’m free to accept,
so why am I still hurt and confused. I want to move
on, I want to be free, free of the mistrust, that wells up
from some dark part of my soul. Why when I want to
can I not find in me the power to forget your crime?
Instead of freedom, I find myself in the shadows
between trust and remembrance. It’s painful to sit
in this fog amidst all the shadowy images born of
my broken trust in you. I want to be free to put it
behind me, but right now, I just can’t let go of the hurt.
How can I put it behind me when everything about
you reminds of the hurt? When I look at you, it all
comes back. Rushing like the wind, it comes from
every side. Enganging my brain in a deseparate fight,
that tugs at my heart because I want to try loving you.
But how can I love you, when there isn’t any trust
between us. A major gap lays between us, one that
will hurt us and leave us stranded. If have any hope
of you and me, than I have to know that I can count
on you to be honest with me.