False Start

You were looking for a reason I was learning how to doubt.
We called it chemistry because the truth was hard to name: two people reading different lines and blaming each other for the words.
False start.
We were moving before we knew where.
False start.
You were holding on to someone who wasn't there.
I said yes to a question you never asked.
We mistook the first mistake for something meant to last.
You loved me in the version that never made you uncomfortable.
I kept my anger folded like a letter you could but never open.
You knew my favorite places but,