If these walls came crumblin' down
Fell so hard, to make us lose our faith
From what's left you'd figure it out

You lift me up and always will
I see you in life
Hope I don't get left behind

- American Baby by the Dave Matthews Band


I need to let go on a lot of things. Painful circumstances, broken friendships, awkward moments due to events of the past...they aren't who I am. They don't make me what I am. But apologies are still null and void until they come in person. I'm still as stubborn as a mule when it comes to me forgiving others, when so much of what I have done has been waived. I'm still imperfect, still moody, still guarded. But eventually, I need to let go, or let myself be buried in grudges in which the wrong is all but remembered.

God, help me forgive, because they're Your children too.