the letter

you wrote the letter asking forgiveness
a mailbox in Canoga Park sheltered the opening
what's to forgive...
i am yours
and you are my one and only

still, i threw the letter away
the humiliation was eight years old
scabbed over, forgotten

we never spoke of the incident or the letter
i didn't have what it takes to go back
that was then,
and now you're gone

i wish i had written a simple "thank you"

To err is human, to forgive, divine.
Alexander Pope


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