What happened all these years apart
to make you the way that you are?
Or were you always like this and
I chose to dismiss it?
There were indeed tell-tale signs
of your arrogant ways
when you refused to stay with me
knowing I wasn’t well
when you’ll disappear and reappear
when you pleased
when you told me
you didn’t care
anymore.
I just refused to see
what was clearly
right in front of me.
