Grace

I'm sorry.

Repeated.

I failed. 

Again and again

I ran away.

I didn't stay,

Didn't fight for you.

You were worth it.

So was I.

We were worth it.

The beginning and middle were beautiful.

There were laughter and dancing.

And lots of costumes.

The end was ugly. 

Booze soaked.

Covered in stains.

Slurred and blurred.

Empty and soiled.

We could have had today.

Waking up. 

Eyes Clear.

We could've had the daytime.

The clean.

The pretty.

Laughter would have reemerged.

But we don't.

We have friendship.

Memories.

Anger.

Resentment.

Entitlement. 

We have possibility. 

We can close our eyes.

We can just be.

Separately.