A simple moment, seemingly benign

Your words shouldn't have cut so deep

But the buildup was a trickle, not a random blast

The fuse was lit long ago, and time kept it going

When words failed us, we didn't try to grow

We waited with baited breath, and sighs of relief were our prize

We thought passion was our core, but it was our downfall

Our words didn't evoke love, they fostered the skill to provoke

And after all we went through, what were we left with

But two broken people, and a life time of regret