Thursday, October 5, 2017

Blindsided

Of the other possible possibility. Because there are always two sides to every story.


Blindsided

Maybe
I broke your heart in the first place
and acted like I was the victim

Maybe
the cold shoulder that you gave
was your self-defense mechanism

And if that was the case;

I'm sorry
that you have to put yourself back together
while I was busy
playing the broken card

I'm sorry
that you have to heal the wound I caused
while I was busy
misunderstanding you.





Disclaimer: All poems may be or may not be from my own experience. Some are merely from observationsJust chill, don't speculate 😝😝