No time to think,

or act at that matter.

Hands full

a tray falling to the ground

            out

        of

    my

hands.

And although there was no splatter,

of the cupcakes in the platter.

A mumble of  “ごめんなさい” (gomen nasai)

I still apologized.

Yet no words in exchange

only angry movement

No glance in my direction.

It was not the end of the world.

それはケーキだった (sore ha keki da tsuta).

Feeling rejected.

Although it was I who offered to help

drive you around

carry your things.

Yet you gave no response

No help to ease my mind

Only a cold should.

What else did I have to do

To not feel like I was rejected by you.