Was it just me

sorry doesn't mean a thing you say
with each apology the pain adds on
i see the dejection in your swelling eyes
i wish to hit myself against the wall thinking what i did wrong
i grabbed your hand only to find no other words
you pulled away, my grip slipping out of your fingers
standing up from your seat, dejection fading from your face
scrambling ahead to catch up with you
i tugged your right arm with both of mine
a forced smile surfaced, you said "i'm ok, just need a drink"
my heart pierced with regret, hoping i had shut up
my head sought comfort, wishing to solve everything with a smoke

what was it that went wrong
was it my words
was it my expectations
was it just me