You turn to me with a look I don't recognize
Questioning me without the sound of words
Immediately regret flows blindly throughout me
Why now, you idiot? Why did you not wait longer!?
Yet already I feel I've waited too long.
Inside, I yell, "It slipped, I promise! Just words is all.
They mean nothing. They're just said too often."
With dread, I watch your mouth finally open.
I want to tell you never mind and to forget I mentioned it.
But my mind is too embarrassed, too petrified to speak.
And as the words slowly form on your pallet
My eyes lower like a child succumbing to its beating.
Yet through the fear, rejection, and misery I know is to come
I hear the words that pull me back in
