We All Fall Down

"Come here, I have something to say"
To spite you? Maybe.
I'd doubt it though.
A memory of trust,
a tryst
It's probably just attention
I want to know how you'd react
Would you hit me?
Hate Me?
Or something more?
Have I fallen below where you can find me?
Or are you at this depth as well?
Ah me.
Such silly musing.
I won't tell you.
It's better to keep my silence.
Because I know you wonder.
I know because I know I would.
If I were you of course.