I have sought through the years for both understanding and forgiveness.
Then I woke one morning and realized that both were already mine.
I searched and sought after a place to go and realized that I was already there.
Through tears though, sometimes my eyes were blinded.
Through those same tears though, things were also washed clean.
I see things more clearly now than I ever have before.
Those tears I shed, I have come to realize, were yours, and through those tears I have gently been restored.
In the end comes restoration, something we are both meant to do.
Each day I know this process starts anew.