Face to Face

I’ve spent long enough being angry with you.

I’ve spent so long trying to understand.

But I don’t understand and being angry doesn’t help.

I’ve thought about forgiving you,

For a long time I didn’t think I’d ever be able to do it.

Now I think I can say it.

But I don’t think I believe it in my heart.

I just wish I could know if you’re sorry.

I can still feel the pain when I think about that day.

I remember the hatred I saw in your eyes when you saw me once again.

Do you know what you took from me?

Not just that day, but since the day I met you.

Day by day you took away little parts of who I was, who we all were.

Did you think if you take away who we are then you won’t have to face who you are?

Does it make you angry that we all recover and discover who we were truly meant to be,

And you’re still scared about who you really are?