I want nothing more
than to wrap my arms around you
and allow forgiveness
to wash over both of us
like bath
water.

You want nothing more
than to forget that it ever happened to me
and allow oblivion
to wash over both of us
like bath
water.

I want you to notice
that there has been a cataclysmic
change in me
that has tumbled over
and over in my
mind.

You want me to notice
how much guilt you feel for creating
this problem that
you now have to handle
to ease your
mind.

Who are we fooling?