How strange it must be, I thought, to find myself, in the midst of a remarkable afternoon, suddenly holding hands with the girl who could rain fire down upon me at a momentβs notice She always walked on one side of me silent and brooding never letting go of my arm I hummed to myself and kicked at stones I've waited for this And now, I have her Her, my only chance "Take my arm, love. Donβt run. I can fix you." My last sentence caught her attention She looked at me Those eyes that can make my knees wobble I saw how vulnerable I made her feel She hated that Her feelings exposed to a stranger I despised myself for saying that I hated myself even more when she said, "Go away. I don't need to be fixed." Holding her face I knew I can't redeem myself The love I've waited Gave everything for Already giving up on me, on us She let go of my hand Also my heart "I thought you're someone, Someone who'll make me feel I wasn't broken at all."