There will come a morning when I awaken
and the first word in my mind
will no longer be ‘we’
for a time it will feel unfamiliar
almost disloyal, but it will finally be ‘me’
I am slowly learning
how to find myself again
I have not forgiven your betrayal yet
and I do not know, if I ever will
but I am forgiving myself
for loving so deeply, for believing your lies
I know that cannot rewrite the past
and like the roses, I will bloom in my own time
and the breeze will whisper my name
without any hesitation
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 