Mend

I’ve been away for too long
Thinking about the way that you would talk
Screaming words out of anger and shock
Till we’ve both given up and we’d stop

I’ve been thinking too much
I’m sorry that I can be so mean
I guess I’ve been hurt that you’d never see
How all these years affected me

There isn’t much left to say
And when I visit I still feel afraid
All the guilt and the love and the shame
Wondering if you feel the same way

Did you mean what you said?
Some nights the words will repeat in my head
And I’ll remember thе reason I left
Sitting in a dark room again