its not you

but is it me?

I'm sorry that its come to this

but I really have to go

im sorry to shatter your bliss

but my half is sorrow

It's not you it's me

 

I really need to keep moving

but you won't let me leave

I just can't stand for your stalling

my heart is on my sleeve

it's almost all me

 

You can't keep this up

this arguing with me

I said were over, thats whats up

we just weren't ment to be

it's only half me

 

and now you're getting angy

and now you start to shout

your arrogance is killing me

no wonder I want out

it's more than half you

 

the people all start crowding

and the gossip's getting round

the whole school heard the shouting

your friends all want me out of town

it's not me it's all you

 

but then I saw something that I've never seen before

a single tear rolled down your cheek

Just that and nothing more

oh baby I am sorry but it has to end, my seek

I thought I'd  never find the person that I was looking for

but one thing I have found throughout this whole trying week

it is simply like I said before

it's not you it's me

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

What get from this piece was a time when I was involved with someone I care dearly for we’d argue. Now when I look back I could of done things differently. Nice work.

[Truman S. Booth]

Great job! I really like the evolution of the last lines, slowly turning the blame on her (I think it's a male narrator...) And the last paragraph is brilliant, showing that his anger had momentarily bolstered his pride, but that he is genuinely sorry after all. Well done.