(for myself)
I forgive you.
For letting go of precious things.
For hurting me. For stealing, lying, breaking, destroying.
For your best, and your worst, I forgive you.
And for all you wish had gone differently,
All that was beyond your control.
All your weakness, exhaustion, and failure.
For all your flawed, imperfect, and selfish success.
I forgive you.
For all you blamed on others.
For sneaking, cheating, deceiving.
For guilting, shaming, manipulating.
For pushing me and all those we loved away.
For running away.
For forgetting.
For trying to end it all.
Or just escape for awhile.
I forgive you.
For disability. For illness.
For believing we couldn't finish well.
And believing we were bad, wrong, weak, unloved.
For freezing up and giving up and letting ourselves down.
And letting our dreams slip through our fingers again and again.
I forgive you.