Staring at the ceiling
droplets of thought, running through my mind
the weeks prior-
the facts thereafter-
being seflish... a page behind

All you needed were some flowers
and a person to listen
a warm smile
with a lending ear.

I wanted to be all that
but my vision was not free-
I wanted to be all that
but stupid me, I did not see-

what an asshole I turned to be
please forgive me as that asshole is not me
I come to you on bended knee
as from the first to the last (days)
I begged for you to see
who we are-
were-
and what we could be!


Copyright © Adam Rubenstein February 2007

Adam Rubenstein

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