He plays a queen of hearts. I got a Jack of spades. He looks me in my eyes the deck depleted. I drew my card up then his cards ran out. Then he rose from the table in silence and accord said, “Now you can, now you must”. My head in my hand smothered in past attempts. Take in a deeper breath trying hard to accept. My opponent vanished. I want it bad. Forget the past and future. Focus on what he said. “Now you can, now you must, now you can trust”. It left without a trace; the man who I once was. I asked about my disgraces. He said, “don’t bother me with that stuff”. I forgot the color of my face, forgot the ‘measure a man’. Forgot how I often fall down short and my unattractiveness. Now I can, now I must, forget. And I forget if it even existed. I’ve promised to make myself forget the things that I lack. I get full when I self forget. Set to enjoy every moment. It’s not for me, it’s not for them, or to trick myself that I’m perfect. It’s not what I give or what I get. It’s that Jesus Christ calls me friend.
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