My Turn To Fail

MY TURN TO FAIL

To be honest,

I never thought I’d have to see you again.

But then there you were:

We did.

I didn’t know how to play it:

cool?

oblivious?

you tell me.

So I stood there,

and thought about myself,

thought about me – my own actions,

while you thought about us.

I looked over,

and you were crying.

Because of something I did.

I couldn’t help it,

I couldn’t stop it,

but, oh, how it eats me up.

Copyright Oren Peleg 2009