And I Cried

Sometimes
things don't go as planned.
And occasionally
the result is not as
ugly
as you first assumed
it would be.
The mistake turned out
quite beautiful:
like tangled hair
in the summer,
when driving too fast
with the windows rolled down.

It made things simpler.
Like the time
I forgot to smile back at you
and you asked me what was wrong.

And I
cried.