They say we have no memory of pain, we can remember the thing that inflicted pain but never the feeling itself. But what does it mean if you can still feel all of it one day?
In the midst of the night I saw flashes of what had happened, of what you made me feel, all the pain I never thought possible. Pain wasn't the worst part of it, but the anger that I can't contain. Anger of the people who had hurt me and anger to myself for not being strong enough.
It's been years, and everyone had buried all the pain and anger but here I am thinking and still feeling. I have forgiven it, I have forgiven him but it didn't made any difference. It still happened and maybe after all, you know in your heart that you will never forget. And if its that's the case, then maybe you haven't really forgiven anyone at all.
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