Even without loathing,
In the same way you were left without
A remnant or a memory,
I, too, suffer a loss.
That which you have
Repaired for yourself
Has burdened me.
But I have always been
Able to lift more than
They thought I could.
I just can't help from thinking,
Of all the possible missteps.
I could plot, and plan, and prepare.
Of all the concerns I could have listed,
I seemed to miss the most obvious of all.
I sigh.
What we want constantly changes,
And that is okay.
