You said it and it stayed
and there it did remain
playing out for always
every day
like a movie marathon
And all I wanted was to read you, a poem of forgiveness
Perhaps this is the poem you were always meant to hear
I forgive you
you did not know
how the weeds would grow
and suffocate the flowers
that wanted to bloom
And when they piled on the dirt
and that putrid smell rose
it filled my nostrils and escaped my eyes
till all i could see was the disgust outside
But again
It’s ok
I think it was meant to be this way
I’ve made friends with the weeds
and forgotten about the flowers
and look!
there are trees
that line blue rivers
which house secrets inside
Swim with me now
and I know I will not drown
You have kept me afloat
of this I have no doubt
and so once more-
I forgive you because,
despite it all
it is you,
who I adore