Thursday, 12 September 2013

Drawn out arguments

But not rehearsed.
Unprepared debates,
Things un-meant, said.

I'm sure you're looking to get me back,
For the things I said,
Even though I felt them,
I didn't mean them,
And maybe I was scared.

But instead of showing that,
I scared you away with fear,
Lost, afraid of coming home,
Everything's been torn apart.

What a mess,
Is me,
At least,
It's not you.

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