The fresh sun touched air fills my lungs.
My body’s been craving the sun.
The slightest fills me up.
I’m sorry that I’ve been so out of touch.
It’s all been a little too much.
I have to forgive.
It’s the only way.
I refuse to drown in the ground.
I don’t blame you for not knowing how to comfort me during my deepest days of mourning.
I know it’s been hard for you to stay in touch.
Your life kept going, while the life I had was falling apart.
I forgive you for the times that you just didn’t know what to say, so you just stayed away from me.
The death of my only child.
How could you relate?
I wouldn’t even know what to say… to me
I forgive You.
Most of all I forgive Me.