I’ve known you all my life

I’ve loved you all my life.

Now, 50 years later, you say

You want nothing to do with me.

And I’m not worthy of an explanation.

There are scenarios in my head

Of how and why you could do this to me

Still not one makes sense

Not one plays out in the real world.

So you leave me only knowing

Who I am…and who you were.

I will always be here for you,

Despite my anger, my lack of understanding

And my pain—

Because that’s who I am.

But if you do make your way back to me

And I seem different

Understand that those who tread so deeply in my heart

Those capable of wreaking havoc there

If they’ve done that, if you’ve done that

With no remorse, with no regard for me

Then I may never look at you the same

And that’s sad.

Because no one’s ever loved you more.