It was hard to accept at first, but now I acknowledge it now. I have learned how to hate. And I prayed to God to give me back all my chants for forgiveness, my unselfish pleads from those sleepless nights. Because you don't deserve forgiveness. You deserve pain. I want you to suffer.
Hate, however, has not made me its slave. While forgiveness cannot be sought from me, I have learnt to simply take off all the contaminated scars on my heart. God was generous to me- He sent me a miracle in the form of a person, a person who has taught me how to love. This feeling... I had never felt before. I feel like I can take a leap of faith; I feel like I can jump into the train tracks without a second thought. If I say that I have been in love before, I must be contradicting myself.
What a wonderful feeling love is!