Edema

I may not have

that high self confidence

that my sarcasm imitates

But I do have

a strong sense of pride

I do not beg,

I never say sorry,
I am never wrong

But I looked at you,

really looked at you

Baggy blue eyes,

swollen chapped hands,

shiny freckled arms

And with watery eyes,

I begged you to stay

I said sorry 

for not being able

to wake you up long enough

to tell you that 

I was leaving for the night

I was wrong

for telling myself

that you wouldn't be

weak enough to leave me

I do not beg,

I never say sorry,
I am never wrong

But I did it,
I said it,

and I was