I’m sorry.
I failed you.
I failed.
When that happened to you…
When he – when that happened
I wasn’t there for you.

I was there, maybe,
but I wasn’t there.
There was no there there.
I could have been around to support you
to protect you.
That’s stupid.
You don’t need protection
and you don’t need a crutch
but you could use an arm to lean on
and I didn’t offer that to you.
Not well enough.
Not loudly.
Not in a way that you could hear.

I fucked up.
I’m not the only one.
I’m sure there are others who failed you
and I hope there are others
that were better than me
present in your dire days
when you deserved a friend
that I was unwilling to be.

I wish I was there.
I wish I deserved to be your friend.
I’m so sorry I failed you.
I’m so sorry I failed.

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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