Your blame does not make me guilty.
My forgiveness is not an invitation to hurt me again.
My hope is for you to grow and thrive.
If not, may you be surrounded by all the people you love,
And listen to the echoes of an empty room.
Making words work for you.
Your blame does not make me guilty.
My forgiveness is not an invitation to hurt me again.
My hope is for you to grow and thrive.
If not, may you be surrounded by all the people you love,
And listen to the echoes of an empty room.