Group Hug

Gift of remorse is one I have never been given. It somehow strangely fits into the tapestry of intimacy. What greater bond could grow from raw truth. For in it trust is born. I tell you my deepest evils, what more is there to keep from you What unknown could you fear, if I open the rotten remains of my own misdeeds, for you know if I err again, will I not tell you then too
Do you not think I already know Love, I saw it in your avoidance before. I saw it in your shoulders for days after. I see it in your eyes, yet to this day. You told me in so many ways without telling me. Oddly I loved you more because you became real and you put away your protective arrogant mask. The shame is becoming humility. Let it be. Let it be forgiven. For I forgave you before it happened. I knew. You are human. To err is human. To accept that only breeds love.
My love, I too have failed you. I let unmet needs take me places I never intended to go. I too was ashamed, because I knew it was you that I loved. Please forgive me as I try to forgive myself.
Life has been hard enough on you. Don’t you be so hard on yourself. Being human really is a beautiful thing. I shall take your friendship or your heart, but the Lord knows I prefer the later…even knowing…even now.