My fault

I don't know why i was looking into your eyes. For some unexplained reason i thought that might be a good idea - well, it wasn't. 'Cauze i felt.

And the fail was sudden.

The fail was sweet.

The fail was there to remind me i'm a weak person.

Weak and easy like a feather; like a glass.

Weak like a broken knee.

I'm Victoria.

And i stumbeld.