Foolish Actions

I stand here yelling false tales at you, soon I walk out of the door; I feel stupid and foolish. I reach a fence, it shines in the dim street light. I hear my name being called; peering at the bright moon I ignore the sound for I know it is you calling out for me to return. I turn a corner and instantly I am in an unfamiliar street, I begin to feel alone and defenceless. I feel as if someone is behind me, like a creeping shadow of a ghost. I turn around expecting to see a mugger but instead it is you with tears of fear and worry running down your face. I peer into your tear-filled eyes, pain and shattered feelings are reflected; guilt grows within me in an instant. Softly I embrace you in arms for I now see the error of my ways; they have bruised your heart and sweet, compassionate soul and I, for one, must heal the wounds I have created by my foolish actions.