It wasn't all about you
it wasn't all about me

that was our problem
we were our problem

we couldn't get over the hurdle that was our self pride
and canter into happiness

we didn't communicate our issues
because the only place they were voiced was the back of our throats

we didn't work out maybe because we weren't ready to let the pieces of each others wool be crocheted together to form an imperfect cushion
that we could both fall back on