I have to choose to forgive you 
whenever I’m reminded of
what you did to me, 
how you hurt me, 
and the scars you branded
on my body and in my memories. 

I hope you are suffering
the same way you made me suffer. 

I’m angry that you took away my choice,
and I’m forced to live with those consequences. 

Even with my anger,
I hope you’ve changed. 
I desperately wish you have because 
no other woman deserves to cry alongside me. 

I’ll choose forgiveness tomorrow 
but tonight, 
I wish you the worst. 

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