Tell me...

by Susannah Austin



Why do you hate me so?
Can you not forget that night so long ago?
It was a mistake.
Everyone makes mistakes.
Why are you still holding this against me?
I'd like to pretend it never happened.
But you won't let me.
You're uncomfortable around me, I can see it.
It shows in your eyes, and in your body language.
You can call yourself a Christian
...but wouldn't a true Christian forgive, if not forget?
I've said I'm sorry, what else do you want?
What do I have to do?
Tell me!
Anything!
I'll do whatever you ask...
Just be my friend again!
Please...