I'd say love was a magical thing
I'd say love would keep us from pain
Had I been there, had I been there

I would promise you all of my life
But to lose you would cut like a knife
So I don't dare, no I don't dare

Take me back in time maybe I can forget
Turn a different corner and we never would have met
Would you care?

I don't understand it, for you it's a breeze
Little by little, you've brought me to my knees
Don't you care?

And if all that there is, is this fear of being used
I should go back to being lonely and confused
If I could, I would, I swear

- George Michael, A Different Corner

Forgive or Forget

When it comes to letting go, which one comes first? Forgive or forget?

All week, all I can do is think. Then I stare and think some more. Sometimes I think I'm ready to forgive. Sometimes I wish I can just forget it all and walk away. And sometimes I actually miss her too.

Still none of this make sense to me. As illogical as it all seem to be, I know I need to rationalize it and work my way back to logic and sanity.

In this case, I wonder maybe it would make more sense to forget. Or at least, be distracted enough to not think about it on a daily basis.

Perhaps, when awashed by time, memories will fade and then finally the mind can let go. And then, forgiveness and absolution.