A poem.

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“human beings make mistakes!
‘he cried,
‘the climax to a long and troubled talk.
‘he couldnt keep it bottled in anymore.
‘what was it he said?
‘why was she so defensive?
“we all make mistakes!
“you most of all should understand that!

“you always go and do that
“what?
“make me think that you’ve changed when you haven’t.
‘you’re still the same self-righteous asshole
‘that you were at the start of the night.

“but who is he?
“who?
“this guy that you’re seeing? he’s just a friend right?
“yes i told you
“then why are you making such a big deal about it?
“i’m not i just don’t want to talk about it.

“then say that!
‘say no!
‘trust that i don’t care!
‘trust that i’m stronger then that.
‘don’t make me hide from you.
‘you’re the last person i should be afraid of.

‘and the guilt!
‘the guilt is worse.
‘sitting and stewing with these feelings
‘without the courage to say what i should have
‘before this whole thing began.
‘like i should be on-guard.

‘maybe i need to be more on-guard.
‘is that what you want?
‘do you want me to be ready to fight?

“i don’t know.
‘no one has ever talked to me like that before.

//jf 2.1.2020

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