Sometimes it feels like you’ve let someone down.
Can’t even say feel.
You know you’ve let someone down, but you don’t want to admit it.
Even if its not entirely your fault, it still somehow falls back to you.
It happens to the best of us. Saying things at the wrong time, trying too hard to be nice.
It’s almost as if my own personality betrays me.
I guess sometimes it’s better to save one than to save them all.