Interlaced steps

I took a step back,

and when I did.

Jesus, when I did.

I saw you and I saw myself.

 I saw us.

I saw your distracted eyes and my stretched fingers.

I understood why nobody liked you,

And why everybody pitied me.

In that step back.

I caught your words in ink

and my deafness was the tragedy that accompanies them.

In that little moment,

my world lost its balance.

And I didn't have the power to comprehend.

The reason why we were there.

I had forgotten who we were

and what we were doing

like how I had forgotten that that step back,

was in the past

TA.