I felt useless
You sat at the edge of the sidewalk with tears streaming down your face from my actions
My head was flying, trying to find the right words to make it better while I sat there in front of you on the road, wishing I could take back the pain my lips and my hands had caused
I had kissed you with the same lips, let my hands focus on each crease in your skin, the same way they did with her.
you said it was over I cried trying more to justify it to myself then to you
How could I have done this, how could I make you feel the way she made me feel.