It’s Not Your Fault

It’s not your fault,

That I woke up in the middle of the night to answer your calls.

That I got dressed to pick you up from afar.

Knowing that I had more important things to do.

 

But It’s not your fault.

That you sold me a fantasy,

And like an idiot, I believed it.

 

It’s not your fault though,

Because the fault is all mines.

For being nice to you.

For believing in your fantasy.

And for that I’m sorry.

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