Silent pleas
running down her cheeks
this stranger
this woman I have never known
whom I can never escape.
A crumpled napkin filled
with all the words left unsaid
and all the dreams
I couldn't fulfill.
I am sorry
I was not all you hoped I would be.
You never asked
so I never knew.
I still don't, you know.
Why are we stuck here
and where do we go?
They never gave me a manual
and I sometimes forget
you never got one either.
Sometimes I wish you could hold me
like you probably did
but I can't remember you ever doing.
Sometimes it's you who need to be held
but I can't remember how to do something
I've never done before.
I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to disappoint you.
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