That Sword you hold in your hand is a weapon. It can harm. It can hurt. Sometimes the wounds you inflict won’t be physical. But your sharp words can scratch a soul. Your careless words can make a humble heart burn. Not your heart, of course. For it is so closely guarded.
A heart that doesn’t know how to forgive is a heart that hurts.
Yes – it was a long time ago. Yes – people can and will tell you to get over it. Yes – perhaps they’re even right. But till pain is healed – it just hurts. And there’s very little that anyone can do about it. Hell – maybe you even want to get over it and you can’t.