I dreamt of you last night. You told me about all the things in your life, some are well and some are not. As you explain these things to me, I can’t help but hear your voice breaking as you start to cry. You say that you miss me, you miss all of the things we had. You miss the way I laugh, the way I smile, the way I would hold you late at night. You even miss the way I loved you like you said no one else had. You tell me you’re sorry for the way you played with my heart even though you loved me still. As I hear all of these things, the part of me that loved you so deep won’t allow me to respond. There is too much hurt between us for my heart to give you an answer. So you’re asking me for forgiveness, yes I forgive you but most of all I forgive myself for taking a chance once again and learning that even through all the pain, a broken heart can still love.