Undone

Is it possible to make up for the way we have hurt others?
I wonder if it truly is.

Can we undo what has already been done?
No. We can’t.

I know for a fact, we cannot un-say words that have been bitterly spoken by a deliberate slip of a tongue.
Words hurt.
They sting.
They burn.

The truth is, I didn’t want to hurt Ellie Wynn, but I knew I would.

She was a temptation I couldn’t resist. An addiction that lived in my blood, and I wasn’t about to go in search of a cure.

Not when I needed her.
Wanted her.
Craved her.

There are no quick fixes to what I’ve done.
No pill to take away her pain.

All I have is the cold truth.

It’s brittle.
It’s brutal.
I’ll be damned if because of it, I let her slip away.