Was It Me Or You

The Plea and the Flight

(Me)

I begged you stay, a desperate plea,

Said leaving was a fault, you wouldn’t see.

You laughed at futures, at a love that lasts,

And chased the fleeting joy that fades so fast.

I craved a partnership, a solid ground,

While you, a wild thing, freedom-bound.

Was that so wrong, to yearn for something deep?

I judged it harshly, secrets I would keep.

But who am I to dictate what is true?

We fought, you see, only when we were through.

You needed me to catch you when you fell,

After the mess you made, the living jail.

This isn’t love’s sweet song, a fiction spun,

But truth laid bare, the damage you had done.

Love songs are lies, a gamble with the heart,

Ignoring all the pieces torn apart.

I don’t hate you, no bitterness I claim,

A remnant of affection still remains…

But…

(You)

Wait! I’m so selfish and unkind,

Yes, I departed, but leave the past behind.

Believe me, darling, there was a reason why,

I thought it was love, but only for a time.

A season passing, young hands playing house,

No abandoned ship, just a silent, cautious mouse

Creeping away from walls that felt too tight.

You wanted something burning ever bright,

While I just flickered, a fragile, fleeting gleam.

We were young, remember? Living out a dream.

Perhaps a gentler exit I could make,

For goodness sake,

I feel things too, and have a life to lead,

Beyond your expectations, and your desperate plead.

Let’s not forget your flaws, your shadowed side,

The moody silences where feelings hide,

The overprotective cage you built so high.

I didn’t need you; only tried to say goodbye

In a kinder way, before I flew away.