If I were to lie here would you lay with me?
If I took a boat to the end of the world
Would you be by my side as I looked over the edge?

If I found the place we call heaven would it look and feel something like you?

If I were to walk a thousand miles would I find devotion in your shoes?

If you and I grew old would we share memories of a world together?

If you and I learned to love could we begin to fall into it with one another?

Who am I?
Not a prophet of the future

But if we were looking at the end of time, would we spend these last moments completely whole and together?

“Questions” -JP

I forgive you.
For all the things you’ve done to me.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For all the times your empty promises trickled through my head like a mountain spring.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For the color red.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For when you said you would love me, then you left me.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For the grass on that hill that sways every morning in the breeze.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For not being strong enough.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For the stone that’s got your name carved into it.
I forgive you.

I forgive you.
For leaving me at your own will.
Really, I do.

I forgive you.