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Forgiveness is a decision. We decide to cut off the bitter root and plant a seed of love. We cannot blame ourselves if it does not grow; sometimes the other party has poisoned the soil too much. But we must keep the bitter roots cut and plant more and more seeds of love. Forgiveness begins when we make that choice; long before we see the results.
So much was left unsaid. I can't help but wonder what we would've said and done that last day if we hadnt got caught. We actually wouldve got to say goodbye. Would I have gotten another long hug from you? One last hug to make me feel safe for the few seconds I was in your arms? Would I have broken down right there? Would you have been the first guy to see me cry over goodbye? Would you have held me in your arms and told me it was alright? So much was left unsaid and undone. Too much.