I’m sorry but I didn’t do anything.

You can blame me because you lost your first opportunity.

You can say I’m a bad friend

Because that was a meaningful opportunity for you.

Opportunity no one wants to lose, including me as your friend

You can compare me to one of your enemies that want you to fall down and never stand up.

I can see your pretend smile

That hurt me inside and make me feel guilty.

Hide your sad face in front of me and show sadness face to someone else

when I’m gone.
I heard your words fall under my ears.
And those words flow slowly like a casket in a graveyard.