In the wake of yet another failure,
Another mistake, misread, misunderstanding.
I forget and fall back again.
And as you reassure the shattered glass
That are my watery eyes swimming in the light of a screen
Something else is heard, a murmur from myself.
"You know I'll still will." I say to the cracks
"I love you, I won't"
"I wish I could say the same." I say.
But I responded in silence, my cracked voice not moving my fingers,
So they can tell you that I might still.
