Your expectations of me, I could never meet.
We had an accord early, it's true.
Then I couldn't trust you.
Over and over.
I tried. I tried to be better.
I should have read into my guarding.
Read into my lacking.
Read into so many things.
We could never find a rhythm.
From one step, to the next, and back again.
I'm not afraid of failing. I do it often.
I still don't know why it feels different- failing you.
But fail I did- and now it's gone.
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