You Can't Forget Unless You Forgive

You can't forget unless you forgive

You can't move on unless you first let go

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Poetry Number Seven

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I'm sorry

I forgave you before you apologized

I thought I was doing some great feat

But I never apologized to you

Or asked for your forgiveness

And I'm sorry

If I could do it all over again, I would do it all differently

And If I could take it all back and start over, I would

And even though life has moved on

It still hurts

I still hurt

And I'm sorry

There is no cure for stupidity.

Thank God!

Because I would never have learned this lesson otherwise.

But even still,

I'm sorry.

A Call to Apologize and Forgive

Here's a song that exemplifies my call to apologize and forgive.

When we realize that God gave us everything when He didn't owe us anything and we didn't deserve anything, it makes us so much more willing to forgive others and to move on past both our mistakes and their mistakes. It's not easy, but it's worth it.

Embers and Envelopes

By: Mae

We write to apologize.
We ask to look past life as it goes by
I know you have sacrificed time, life, love, time to fly
Please consider all things trite,
forgiveness will be the thing that gets us by
I know to have something like this broken, is hard to fix

Embers, we're burning bridges down
Our envelopes stuffed with feelings found
To write this down as means to reconcile

Embers, we're burning bridges down
Our envelopes stuffed with feelings found
To write this down as means to reconcile

We write to patch things up,
maybe not to agree but to proclaim love.
Let's look ahead and then we'll see the One whose glory never ends.
And based on that we'll see,
there'll be room for change, but gradually.
I know to have something like this broken is hard to fix.

Embers, we're burning bridges down.
Our envelopes stuffed with feelings found.
To write this down as means to reconcile.

If all is said and done and over,
If we don't have to, we're not gonna
Make the change, it's worth the try.
What's broken can be fixed tonight.

Embers, we're burning bridges down.
Our envelopes stuffed with feelings found.
To write this down as means to reconcile.

Poetry No. 3

And When I Said I Was Sorry

Okay, maybe I was overreacting a bit.
Maybe more than a bit.
But you know what,
We're good.


And when I said I was sorry,
in a whisper
in a crowd
by your side
late that night,

I meant it.


And when I said I was sorry,
to my empty car
a weekend after
my happiest time
and your forgotten moments,

I meant it.


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