When someone we don't know
it's a quite simple thing not to care;
we don't know them, and they
don't know us
so the barbs simply fall from the air.
When those whom we know suddenly
it hurts, but the pain's bearable;
they didn't know us well, so
why should we fail
to see it as not so terrible?
But when those whom we love
the damage takes so long to mend;
baring secrets of heart, suddenly
find ourselves apart,
mere flotsam on the wave of devastation.
I said I was glad I didn't
that night when you first turned aside;
I would have felt like a fool,
but then, all lovers do
so my secrets I just kept inside.
Now the anguish I feel from
that my past which I revealed to you
was the cause of you leaving
again, my 1N
- curse I this tongue that told True.
Still, your sweet soul deserved
but truth; I regret not my confession.
I hoped you'd want me and could
that I'd never repeat those transgressions.
I know you need time just to
and I know you've likely left me forever,
but I wish Heaven and Man somehow
believed in a man
who had grown, learned, and would harm no one
Yet I deal with this pain,
blessed for all that I gained:
I was loved – but for a moment –
and I gained self-respect,
for my reaction shows best:
even when judged wrongly, it's not in me to betray
or hurt you