“He started to move energy, and he started to pick up on things that I had never told him or anyone, and as he was feeling into my energy it started to get me to believe. As he started healing in my heart, he told me ‘You have a very heavy heart, so much sadness, You’ve been forgiving, but you still need to let go of forgiveness. You’re still holding onto it.’ And he asked me to call out the names of the people that I needed to forgive….” -Josephina Bashout
Heart won’t dismiss
Heart won’t forgive
I’ll burn this bed
Fire, release my pain
Fire, release my love
I held her closely, just glad she was alive. She cried into my shirt, and I whispered sweet nothings to her until her ride came. Her step mother arrived 10 minutes later, followed by the friends who drove me. It hurt to see her go home, but I was glad she was alive.
If you asked her to tell the story, she would exaggerate it into something silly and less romantic. She would remember things oddly, and wasn’t sentimental. Years later, she and I would break up. She would lie to me, break my trust, betray me, and ultimately cheat on me. In the end, I wasn’t far enough along in my life for her needs.
Silence in the car. Kyle is with me, and he is silent as well. Usually, he sings along to popular hits in a sarcastic falsetto. But I turned the radio off as we got closer to Redondo Avenue. The silence suits us, though. We can be silent and still feel comfortable being in each other’s…