When you asked for forgiveness it was not just a matter of words but more the realization that you were remorseful and that you wanted me to reach out and take you back.
You saw that I contemplated the sin you had committed and that I took into consideration all that had gone on in the past that was truly important and crucial in my coming to a conclusion.
You watched as I made you squirm for no other reason than I was testing the resolve you had to make amends for this crime you thought you had perpetrated upon me.
You even doubted me in thinking I would not forgive but rather cast you out, send you away without giving you any benefit of any doubt when all along there was never doubt in my mind.
I saw the you I love, not the you who believed she was a sinner but rather the beautiful woman I had grown to love with a passion I find words hard to describe.
I reached out to take you in for no sin of yours would ever be beyond forgiveness for love is the act of forgiveness, of acceptance, love will always outlast any call for recompense.
Come my love rest easy within my arms, the void I feared is no more, I have heard you call to me, no longer shall we flounder lost in each other’s wilderness.