wondering where things went wrong

i lay in the dark, wondering where things went wrong.

i knew something was telling me to keep my distance, every time he looked my way with that smile of his but i couldn’t help it.

i must have been blinded by his beauty and by the picture he painted of our future together, that i wasn’t paying attention of who i was or where i was going, until it was already too late and now here i am all alone. with no one to love. . .

. . . . wondering where things went wrong . . . .

psalm 147:3 he heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.