I Haven't Yet
Skirmish: Forgiven (@s7even)Liner Notes
Skirmish prompt: Forgive yourself in the second person, as the other person.
Writing #lyricsonly for this skirmish because it's after bedtime here, so I can't record a demo. Might set it to music one of these weeks...
Lyrics
The sunroom where I had a bed but Didn't sleep, I slept with you And it was bright that day, you couldn't hide Maybe light made it harder when you cried.
That day, that afternoon That I forgive you for, We never speak of but I don't forget I mean, I haven't yet.
The bottom shelf, between tall books, you Hadn't even hidden it Nor would I look for trouble, not back then I only wanted paper and a pen
That day, that afternoon That I forgive you for, We never speak of but I don't forget I mean, I haven't yet.
BRIDGE And all the things you said, you wrote, you felt They cut me dead, they sent my mind to hell I didn't know you'd kissed him or How you had wanted something more So tell me why you wrote it down So tell me that you didn't want it found
The cinematic drama of you Ripping pages from the rings Running to the bathtub, lighting matches so they'd burn I lived there, too, I had nowhere to turn.
That day, that afternoon That I forgive you for, We never speak of but I don't forget I mean, I haven't yet.
Comments
This brings tears to my eyes.
This is one of those songs you understand the second time you read / hear it. It also brings back memories of writing things you never meant for someone else to see... and they see it, and it hurts them, and you have to apologize but can't really take the words back. Incredible storytelling!
Great storytelling. This is heavy drama. Will require serious forgiving if possible. I wonder what the music will be like.
Thank you. I wonder, too!
I love the unfolding story of something hidden that was found and the drama surrounding the forgiveness. The recurring line “we never speak of but I don’t forget”- very powerful and poetic. Well done!
Thanks very much. I appreciate you taking the time!
Oh my... I love this narrative of keeping a painful secret from oneself. As I understand it this is an poetic retelling of denial? Really beautiful, tough to read.
Well, I wrote it from the other person's angle, but I like your read on it, too, as if it were someone talking to themself (which in a meta way it is, since I wrote both parts). Like having a conversation in a dream...
I mean, I haven't yet .... is so evocative, the essence of the challenge to forgive, so well caught in these few words. Perfect.
Thank you very much. I'm glad it resonates -- it was a bit hard to write! <3
I was hoping that this prompt would spark some very real lyrics and you didn’t disappoint. I love vulnerability. Great work. I wish I could write as quickly as you!
Many thanks for the prompt! My first skirmish of FAWM 2026, and I decided to just...go there. :)
Very personal and evocative. Lovely words conveying an honest mood. Love the pensiveness of the catch phrase "I mean, I haven't yet" Cheers