The Reneissance Woman

He reminds me of the humble life i lived,
before the tyranny got near me and i screamed out “can i live?”
He reminds me of

Its crazy how one person, who, to the majority of the world is non-existent, can mean so much to you. Its also ironic that these very people, who you place in such high priority and regard, at times, don’t reciprocate that level of significance and admiration towards you. And you are left caring for this ONE heart that has no regard for the feelings that your heart produces. So, in better places, where your eyes function with clarity, you ask God to make you forget. And it seems all He grants you is the power to forgive. I suppose he reserves the power to forgive and forget to himself..but at times, you remember. And faint things resurface. This is where you pray.