The Foolish Thing

Alone , I felt I could look for you,
Together I thought we could pass it through,
But what a foolish thing to do,


So this is the story..
An arrow to the broken heart,
I jumped to the conclusion,
but only too fast.
Laid out my defense,
Poured out my heart,
Forgot to see what laid,
ahead in future afar.

I thought you’d understand,
I thought you could be my strength,
Too naive I was then,
I wish I knew what all of this meant.
You did what you always had done,
I made adjustments. I got it done,
Didn’t let the exterior burn,
But too weak I became with each turn.

Hoping to break free,
To reach out and be me,
I did hold onto you too quickly,
My fault , too blind to see,
You didn’t really understand me.
Now I know what I had missed then,
Too much dependent, I have lost myself,
Can’t say what ‘I’ is , I know ‘you’ instead.

 Its funny that I can’t blame you,
This present is my past too,
Can’t forget to remember you,
Hurting within but no one to hold onto.
Alone , I felt I could look for you,
Together I thought we could pass it through,
But what a foolish thing to do,
Why did I even dream of asking you.

I tried to write a poem about our broken expectations from someone close to us, and how we can’t blame anyone other than ourselves for it.

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