Wings.

In time, something happens–

Things stay or they leave

In my experience, the pain goes


It vanishes with the sunset


One evening, when I least expect it 


And in the morning I wake


Left with budding nostalgia of
  the joy

That bound us in the first place


And as the bud lets go


I see


I see


The bloom
 of love


Love is all that remains


In time, love stays


It wins 


Love will always outshine the darkness 


And the day that happens

Is the day I forgive


I forgive you 


I forgive you 


And now, I’m free 


Of the burden 


Now, I’m light


Now, I fly 


Forgiveness gives me wings

Every time.

~Rebecca

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