“We forgive people in order to give peace for ourselves.”

The quiet hearts speaks the loudest prayer, hoping someone would hear.

Some of the magical moments in our life are from the smallest moments.

There were things that he wanted to write on paper, about everything he couldn’t tell her.

Sometimes, we express our words through writing, even though it needs to be spoken.

Losing her was plenty.

No matter what I do I’m still not the best writer for you.

I still see you in my dreams, teasing my feelings and damaging my heart.

You’re rare, which some people don’t care, but I do.

The words that appeared from my Ink where that could describe my love for you.

As my heart began to melt this is what your Emerald eyes do to me.

This time I’ll be better for myself, at least for myself.

I love you but your eyes didn’t see my worth

You’ll heal after this painful chapter.

I hope you could see how blind people see the world with their imaginations.

She was just my kind of poetry.

You’re always welcome if you find someone better than me.

We cannot simply forgive and forget, nor should we.

We learn our lessons; we get hurt; we want revenge. Then we realize that actually, happiness and forgiving people is the best revenge.

We are not mad. We are human. We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

Forgiveness is a personal process that doesn’t depend on us having direct contact with the people who have hurt us.

Repentance and forgiveness both require courage and strength.

Forgiveness that is insincere, forced or premature can be more psychologically damaging than authentic bitterness & rage.

I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you, I’m glad you stood in my way.

Here’s to the few who forgive what you do, and the fewer who don’t even care.