Selfish of me

"These lives that we've fallen into pursuit of, if they don't work out...
lets catch each other, alright?"

I hate to admit how much I had hoped we would fail
and fall
and catch

But your pursuits are all rewards where mine seem to be...stumbling

I sit, swearing, with bruised shins and an empty tank

You walk, arms full with a woman in silken white, over a thresh hold

That I don't think I'll ever be able to cross...