You never saw me

as I watched you,

looking for me ...

... in all the wrong places.



We got in each other’s way,

and stepped on each other’s toes (egos?),

never touching.



The loneliness consumed me

when I made the leap and

put my heart out on my sleeve

and you kindly (blindly?)

offered me your jacket.



When we meet

to say goodbye,

let us not forget to say

“I’m sorry.”



© copyright 2009 Sue Balcer