A year passed.
Though twelve months it is not like.
I don't know where you are.
I don't know where you've been.
Time heals.
Wounds closes.
And pain eases.
I thank God.
Should the wind carry this,
Know that I have long forgiven you.
And that my heart still skips a beat,
Each time I hear your name.
I ask that you forgive me too, Bibi...
