The only reason I gave you this kindness was because I cared.
Some of us give more than we take.
I didn’t expect the rest.
I didn’t expect you to take this kindness and think that it was forgiveness.
You took that kindness as weakness and as forgiveness and started life anew — with someone else.
That kindness was a kiss. A kiss that was meant to heal and build a bridge.
Your tone was a bit removed. I inhaled your rejection. It stinks.
But you know, don’t you? It’s us. The ones who break that save the ones that broke.