Fixed

I think we’re back on track.

I don’t think about it anymore,

At least not much.

You invite me to your parties.

Some people frown,

But we know the truth.

I think I finally understand,

Why we did those things.

Why I hurt you.

I think I’ve forgiven you.

I know why you did it.

Why you hurt me.

So I’m going to forget it,

Move on and leave it

Right back in the past.

You should too, you know.

Empty it from your mind.

Look to the future.

Because we’re fixed now.

The End

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