Until Proven Guilty

I was reaching for the green doorknob, ready to walk away,

But your sorry eyes fooled me, and my friends begged me to stay.

Almost one year has passed, and I am not sure who to blame.

Is it you and your reasons, is it my friends and their shame?

Maybe my chilly glares gave you ideas you could not resist,

Maybe I could have pushed you away if I tried with my fist.

Somewhere deep under my skin is a note addressed to you,

And it lets you off the hook because there is nothing to prove.

-Jackie