Sometimes the best gift we can give is
To Forget.
To hear the harsh word
And choose
Not to let it permeate.
After forgiveness
After reconciliation
In the aftermath of healing we aim
To Forget
The tones uttered in anger and frustration
Not allowing them to settle.
Instead of forming solid stones
Settling at the pit of our stomach
Or anchors in our mind
Clouding our view
We let them go -
Where they become feathers
Floating in the wind
Disappearing from our memory
We opt for a fresh start
And a clean slate
For we chose
To Forget.
Author's Note: Originally published on Instagram by Steph Van Rossen, 2023 (Instagram: @lettersxlattes).
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