I should have known.

I should have known
That your “I’m alright”
Spoken from your hospital bed
Wasn’t the truth.

I should have known
That your weakness
While hugging me and talking
Wasn’t from being tired.

I should have known
That my Pastor’s words,
“Becky isn’t doing well,”
Were the easiest way of putting it.

I should have known,
I should have felt it,
Felt it breaking my heart and soul
In the most painful way.

But I was naive,
I let myself play blind,
I should have known,
Yet I still hold the regret heavy on my mind.