Love's Dance: Was It Me, The Fault

Was it me, the fault, that caused the break?

Or was it fate, a cruel twist of fate?

I pondered, alone, in the dark of night,

Seeking answers, searching for light.

Did I say the wrong words, take the wrong step?

Did I let doubts fester, did I misrep?

Was it my silence, my lack of voice,

That led to this ending, this painful choice?

I traced my steps, retraced them twice,

Recalled each moment, weighed the price.

Did I fail to love, or did I love too much?

Was I too hasty, or did I miss a touch?

Regret and guilt, like shadows, loom,

Filling my heart with a heavy gloom.

Did I miss the signs, ignore the clues?

Did I hold on tight, or did I let loose?

But as I searched, I came to see,

It takes two hearts, for love to be.

Blame and fault, are not one's to own,

Love's a dance, with steps unknown.

It's not just me, it's never one side,

Love's a journey, with highs and rides.

We both played parts, made mistakes,

In this story, with its twists and breaks.

So I release the burden of blame,

And free myself, from guilt and shame.

For love's a tapestry, woven with care,

With threads of joy, and threads of despair.

I'll cherish the memories, the lessons learned,

And with a healed heart, I'll move forward, yearned.

For life goes on, and love will find,

A new beginning, a fresh love bind.

So, I let go of the question's weight,

And embrace the present, with hope so great.

For in matters of the heart, faults are but small,

Love's a journey, a dance for all.