Questions For You

Hey.
I have some questions for you.



Had you thought it through,
that night?
Did you know what you were
doing
when you said that?
Were you aware of what you were
taking
from me?
Were you hoping to acheive
what you accomplished?

Why can I never
look back
on that night the same way
twice?

Why do I still
fail
to comprehend what
really
happened?

How is it,
that I
cannot recall the
look
in
your
eyes?



Hey.
I have some questions for you.

But don't bother
answering.