To Whom It Concerns

If you want me to suffer, suffer I have. If you want remorse, you have it. If you want me gone, I will leave. If you want me to be erased from your mind, time will do so. If you desire pain upon me, I have felt its touch.

And for you:
If you ever suffer, I will be there for you. If you ever have remorse, I will remind you that repentance is good. If others cast you away, I will take you in. If no one thinks of you, I will call you often.

When you lose, I will help you regain. When pain comes, I will pray for your comfort, and that you may embrace the renewal. I will always remember you, for I am you. I will always forgive, always hope, and I will always extend my love to you.

You said we were brothers, a brother I will be.

And we labor, working with our own hands. Being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we endure; being defamed, we entreat. We have been made as the filth of the world, the scum of all things until now. (1 Corinthians 4:12-13)