I’m sorry that our friendship had to end the way it did.
I’m sorry for everything I did, everything I said that ever hurt you.
I’m sorry that the depths of depression we both explored,
Were undeniably sourced in our relationship with one another.
I’m sorry that I have to be so harsh, so firm,
When I tell you that things must never become that way again.
I’m sorry that you are having a hard time understanding
That my hurtful actions
Aren’t meant for the sake of hurting,
But for our eventual, mutual, spiritual healing.
I’m sorry that my recovery is coming along swifter than yours.
But I’m not sorry.
I’m grateful to God for the grace and healing He has given to me
As a loving gift from Father to Daughter.
I accept His gift with songs of thankfulness and love.
No, I’m not sorry for accepting His grace.
He offered it to me – HE did.
Do you expect me to refuse Him? The Holy of Holies?
The one who died for me?
The one who loves me?
I AM sorry
That you have not yet fully healed.
I’m sorry that it brings you pain
To see me start to be happy again.
It does raise the question
‘Have you ever really loved me.’
Love is putting someone else first,
Caring more about THEIR welfare than your own…
The fact that you tried today
To make me feel guilty
For finding some happiness…
Love? Is that love?
By definition, it is not.
I’m sorry that you are still in such pain.
I pray for you daily,
Admittedly, some days more than others,
But your recovery
Is always a cause close to my heart.
I pray for your redemption.
I pray that you’ll find joy in God,
I pray that you’ll find joy in all of these things again.
I pray that you can forgive me for saying goodbye,
And I pray that you can forgive me
For being happy.