the unforgiven..

And it comes to a stop.
my breath falling short,
eyes shut.

All the beautiful memories reels inside my head,
from the very begining to the timeless bounty.

I remember the santa and what it brought me..
shud i tear the pages of my diary
or shud i tear through my memory.

Unanswered is left that only question..
Is she now forgiven or still she's unforgiven..

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