There is an unsuspecting spot
on campus

A lone bench at
the intersection of several
paths, that holds
unforgiving memories.

As I sit here
now
I am self-conscious
of the bench

I move.

I realize that this bench
only has the meaning
of sadness and tears
for
me.

I move back.

This bench, in the dead of night,
was the place
where I realized
I couldn't save you

You had more
pain
anger
and
fear
in you than I thought possible

I cried.

Your words, covered in
shame
regret
and
grudges
angered me
saddened me
moved me to tears

I held your hands
as they shook
and we cried
and I knew
I felt
as if
I lost you