I think the hardest part was not in forgiving people. The hardest part was to forgive yourself. To understand that it wasn't your fault that you got hurt.
That no matter how much people told you that 'You should have known better' - you didn't. You make mistakes, so you have to pay for them. You have to learn from them. But more importantly, you have to live with them.
So I forgive you.
And I forgive me.
Forgiving them doesn't mean you still want them in your life. No. Sometimes, you have cut them off so that they can't come any closer to hurt you again.
Just because they said they're sorry, doesn't mean they've changed. Doesn't mean they won't do it again.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.
So cut them off from your life, if you must. If you can. If you are brave enough.
You were perfectly fine before they came into your life. You will be perfectly fine without them.
When God takes away people you never imagine losing, He will replace them with people you could never imagine having.
So if you're reading this, I wanna say I'm sorry. For refusing to stay friends because friends don't hurt each other like that. For refusing to pretend nothing ever happened because it did.
I'm sorry that you're hurt. But don't put the blame on me. You were the one who walked away, I only close the door.
So goodbye. Thank you for being such a great chapter in my life. But I'm burning away that book and starting new one.
Wish me luck.