MALACHI 2:16

when i was young i knew everything
she a punk who rarely ever took advice
now i'm guilt-stricken sobbing with my head on the floor
stop a baby's breath & a shoe-full of rice

can't be held responsible
she was touching her face
won't be held responsible
she fell in Love in the 1st place

for the life of me
i cannot remember
what made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
for the life of me
i cannot believe
we'd ever die for these sins
we were merely freshmen

we try to wash our hands of all of this
we never talk of our lack in relationships
and how we're guilt-stricken sobbing with our heads on the floor
we fell through the ice when we tried not to slip
we'd say

can't be held responsible
she was touching her face
i won't be held responsible
she fell in Love in the 1st place

for the life of me
i cannot remember
what made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
for the life of me
i cannot believe we'd ever die for these sins
we were merely freshmen

we were only freshmen
--the verve pipe

Yshe told me today that Yshe saw a lawyer last thursday, & he's drawing up the papers. i don't even know what Yshe's mad about anymore. i know Yshe's got plenty of things to choose from; i did plenty of things wrong. Ywe both did. but i don't know what's got Yher so pissed off that Yshe can't sea straight. maybe i'm wrong; maybe Yshe's perfectly calm in there, calculating how quickly Yshe can get out of a sinking ship.
maybe i'm just lost in all my emotion, & Yher seeming lack of any regrets, or even 2nd thoughts. how miserable must Yshe have been, for this to even be a remotely desireable option? for it to be the 1st & best option, how blind must i have been to Yher suffering?