Straying only made a mad beggar out of me,
You hurt me,
I ran.
You loved me,
You did not say.
I raked my brain,
Not knowing what to believe,
And when the mental turmoil was too much,
I put distance between us,
Hoping I would forget.

You smiled at others,
Wished it was me.
I knew I did not deserve you,
But why torture me with silence,
Ignorance and disdain?
I wanted to feel it,
Live it and have it to myself,
But you denied me a piece,
Of your heart
To make my home.

Maybe I asked for too much,
Because you were willing to part,
With money and material things,
Just to keep me away from you.
I loved
You unloved everything.
I built
Where you wanted...