Every relationship collects moments of hurt.
Sharp words.
Missed calls.
Promises that did not quite happen.
The old pattern is to replay the scene like a private trial.
What they said.
What you should have said.
Why this proves something about who they are.
Your body keeps score.
Jaw tight.
Chest heavy when their name lights up your phone.
Nervous system braced for the past to repeat.
Forgiveness is not saying it was fine.
It is not erasing the truth or inviting harm back in.
It is slowly changing how much power that old scene has
over the way your body feels now.
You are not rewriting history.
You are changing the field between you in the present.
Making room again for warmth, or at least for peace.
Love, here, is choosing to lay down some of the armor,
so your heart and theirs can breathe.