When (part 2). A poem.

When did I lose you?
When did I turn my back on you,
then turned around and you were gone?

When did any hint of recognition
leave your eyes.
When did I become a third wheel,
constantly turning out of place
in time and space.

When did this supple heart grow dried
and worn, to wither in the sun
like a weed.
When did I lose the will to be with you,
let the scales unbalance and my
love be cast aside in bitter rebuke.

When will I ever learn?

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