Catch Me

Could it be that this shouldn't be?
Or maybe we should wait and see?
Those scenarios keep replaying in my head.
All that was done and all that was said.
The feeling of desperation is all I have.
Desperate for a helping hand.
I cannot face this on my own.
Go ahead and throw me a bone.
It seems what was is somehow gone.
In hindsight, I should have known.
I fell for you, but you weren't there to catch me.
Maybe the past still lingers. Maybe.
I keep falling and I think I'm near the bottom.
I can't help but to think maybe I'm the problem.