Maybe it was me?

Maybe it was you?

Maybe I didn't give too much, you gave too little.

Maybe I thought if I gave more it would make up for what you’re not. 

Maybe you’re closed off, and can’t accept this kind of affection, 

because you’re still healing from a past love. 

I won’t do that.

So maybe it was me. 

Maybe it was you. 

Maybe it was just a cactus that got a little too much water