Set Free

Ive always wondered what it would feel like to be a superhero, taking the brunt of things, like
Batman does for Gotham. Concerning me, I am my superhero and villain, all wrapped into one.
Whys that I !ust reali"ed that I have built up hate and resentment for so long now that once
when I thought it was better for me, to protect myself from past e#periences, the allusion
vanished in a thin puff of smoke, and I reali"ed that I was a fool. Ive cradled revenge, Ive
nestled retribution deep down in my heart, waiting to strike at the perfect moment. I found
comfort and familiarity in closing myself off to others and worse, me, from any damage control.
I took the backseat in my life, letting my dark side take control and destroy. I used to call out
names in the darkness, hoping for a response, only to be met with an echo of my own, alone self.
$ever have I understood what forgiveness was% I always thought it to be of a nature that was
never attributed to me. $ow, I understand that forgiveness is what heroes are made of% they
forgive their trespassers, their accusers, their wrongdoers, their enemies. &nd villains harbor the
actions of others and the effects from them, molding them into resentment and pain that a villain
thinks will aid him or her in their rebirth. 'hat ideology was what I previously held true.
$owadays, I desperately need a hero and the only person who can save me is me. (y towering,
built up, buried, resentful anger for what happened between us has finally been laid out on a
funeral pyre and lit up, all for me to watch. Watching the sparks and embers crackle in the night
triggers something inside of me% I feel lighter, more aware of the world around me. &nd when the
flames e#tinguished and there was a pile of ash, I took the ashes and crafted this letter to you. I
forgive you. I forgive for what you did, what I did% what you said, what I said% what you thought,
what I thought. Ive)at last)begun to understand that the decisions you made concerning us
were concerning you, not me. I had no part in making them and any emotions resulting in those
decisions are purely yours, and I accept that. $o more do I hope for a better past between us,
because what we shared was e#actly what I wanted in the moment% it was all a beautiful,
comple# e#perience that has shaped me to be the person I am today and the person you are today,
as well. *es, sometimes I wish that we would have stayed in that instant% both of us blind to the
outside world, only wrapped around each other in our own world, me playing with your hair
while you fell asleep. But our time has passed and its time for our new chapters to begin. I do
not write this letter in hopes of your forgiveness% I am writing this letter to you and most
importantly, to me, who needs to be forgiven by himself. 'oo long have I been my own personal
villain, allowing myself to push me to the edge of my emotions, only to be inched back to solid
ground by the faint, heroic light that +has now, flickered inside. It would be pointless to list
everything I was saddened about% we both know what each other did to the other% what each
other said to the other% what each other thought about the other. I know youre out there, doing
your own thing, whether that be finishing up school, partaking in dancing classes somewhere, or
meeting a new guy that sweeps you off your feet and takes your breath away. Whatever it is, I
hope its everything you ever wanted% I hope you are still striving towards the goals you made for
yourself% I hope you are reveling in the moments surrounding you. 'odays a momentous day in
my own history, because its the beginning of a new life, as well as a new outlook and mentality.
'he war inside of me has ceased% the smoke has cleared and the battle scars have healed. With
my new peace, I send my best wishes to you.