I know the way you touched me.

I know I did not cry.

I know the things you must have said

by how they've shaped my life.

I know I hate myself for you.

I know I'm weak and scarred.

I know I could turn into you

and rip some child apart.

I know I should forgive you.

I know it weighs my heart.

But I don't know that I ever can

without knowing who you are.