Second Chances had always been a weird concept to me. How could a person forgive someone who did them wrong?
That's when I got older and realized a few things about second chances.
It takes a lot for a person to give someone a second chance. Because in order for a second chance to be necessary that would mean that someone must have screwed up some kind of way in their first chance.
To me Second Chances are my way of saying that I am willing to let someone who caused me so much pain, back into my life
The first mistake was the reasoning for the wall I'd built around my feelings. Giving you this second chance was my way of seeing if you were willing to climb it, to knock it down.
Atleast that's what I had convinced myself to believe.
In reality the Second Chance was given because I wanted to believe that you didn't mean to hurt me. I would make up countless reasons as to why you HAD to do what you did.
Honestly though,
Second Chances had become easy for me.
I know what to expect, which also makes me cautious. I know to forgive but never forget. But the thing that scares me the most about second chances....
Is knowing how hard the first goodbye is. The second one could possible break me down.
