A Fluke

It was a fluke.
Or I imagined a whole month.
It was foolish of me to think
That I had my friend back.

I lost him a long time ago.
And it was my fault.
I wasn’t there
In your darkest time.

Sure, that was my fuck up
But to give me false hope
That’s on you
Or is on me for believing?

This hurts so much
My heart keeps breaking
Over and over.
It won’t stop.

That’s on me, I understand.
But it made me realize
How reckless I was
To allow you in.

To make me think
That you cared
That you wanted to know
But it was a lie.