i thought i could read people

                                                     i thought i read them pretty well

i thought i got the hang of expressions
and emotions
underlying messages
and awkward gazes.

i assumed i was always right
                                                                   how could i be wrong?

but i read you wrong

                                                    i messed up pretty bad.


                                     and i don't think i can fix this one
                                             with a story book ending

we're doomed
and unfixable

                                                                         maybe i'll see you in a squeal?