Unforgiven

This is not just a river she's crossed, but a chasm widened by my own undoing. The fire speaks of bridges I burned, and in its truth-telling light, her shadow looms, both judge and jury of the heart I fractured. She stands resolute, a solitary figure amidst the pyre of promises, marking the passage from what was to what must now be. Her heart, once a haven, now a fortress, reborn in the glow of her unwavering resolve.