Maybe I'm not good enough.
Maybe it's my fault.
Maybe I wasn't always there,
so your wounds I salt.
I should have seen it coming.
I should have stopped it then.
I should have done better,
then it wouldn't have happened again.
I don't want you to be done.
I don't want you to go.
I don't want you to feel this way,
but I think I moved to slow.
How do I stop it next time?
How do I fend it away?
How do I save you from this pain,
or can I just make another delay?















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