What I can not

You saw me right there,

giving you a helping hand.

You stood there smiling,

Knowing I saved your day.

You looked at me with questioning eyes,

"What else can you not bear?" You said.

"Stupidity," I answered.

Shocked, you bowed your head, perhaps in shame.

"Don't worry, I can't stand my own stupidity," I defensed.

Your face lit up and you laughed.

And I mean, 'yes if the shoe fits it would mean you...and me saying yes, when I could say no,' said I in my head.