the forgiveness came, 
soft and quiet 
slipping into the van 
into my heart 
into my fingers 
as i tapped tapped tapped
at the tiny keys 
in my phone.
a desperate prayer
whispered on my lips 
i choose to forgive her.
i choose to forgive her. 
i. 
forgive.
her.
and i will not look 
back. 

only Christ alive in me.
can the 
humble forgiveness 
make a home 
in me.