I forgive you,
for breaking my heart;
I forgive you,
for breaking us apart.
I still love you,
but not the way you want;
I still love you,
but I'm not yours to taunt.
I forgive you,
for snuffing out my life;
I forgive you,
for all the ills and strife.
I still love you,
but what now does it matter?
I still love you,
though my soul is shattered.
I forgive you,
for all the pain I've suffered;
I forgive you,
though none of it was buffered.
I still love you,
just not the way you planned;
I still love you,
but I do not want your hand.
I forgive and I still love you,
but the bond was never strong;
I forgive you and I love you,
but the words were always wrong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem