Dec 04, 2008 00:17
So I am to blame? Of course I am.
Who else is there to put this burden on?
Did I destroy a pair of lives? I feel like I have. Not only two, maybe four.
And yet with all the chaos that has trailed through, with all the upturned clothes and all the broken lights and all the shaky knees and all the regrettable spew of words and all the split ... everything, I can't find myself to crawl away from the middle. I can't seem to reach for the door or stand and say anything.
What can I say?
I have nothing in my mind, and that was probably what had lit the fuse.
I had lit the fuse.
Obviously, that what happens when the fuse is lit.