What I Didn't Do.
I didn't hit, I didn't name-call, I didn't forget to say "I love you" every day. I didn't use, I didn't lie, I didn't steal, I didn't hurt, I didn't deceive, I didn't hide, I didn't hate, I didn't cheat.
I lost a lot. But I was respectable. I was myself. I was right.
Tattered, I am, for reaching out instead of staying hidden away. I held out my hands only to pull them back, sliced and bleeding. I've been wounded from a game that I didn't want to play.
What I did do... I cherished every moment, Complimented every smile, I was respectful, Never shallow, I looked for something deeper. I found beauty in laughter. I was honest. I was loyal. I made promises that I knew I could keep. I gave so much and asked so little. I trusted. I loved. I hoped. I waited. I tried.
Someone suddenly sees me. Though I've become bitter from the journey, weak and fearful from the pain. My eyes glare, teeth instinctively bared as pale fingers slip through the barbed wire haven that I've created for myself, unafra