Faults

Stop.
Just stop.
Your list of my faults
is endless.
And mine, of yours
would be too.
Take a breath,
a deep inhalation.
Remember the first night
in an emptying bar
when you saw me
for the first time.
Remember when our eyes
Met.
Remember the first words
We spoke.
And the first time
We touched.
We had no faults then
yet so many now.