In dreams I still find you

though you belong to my long ago..

It does not matter what I went through.

What you did or what I got to know

about the times you were unfaithful..

I realize it was all because I cared

too intensely, maybe insanely; too much,

It made me so sensitive, indescribable vulnerable

To everything you said, did, your very touch..

But you could be really cruel: that is undeniable..

Perchance that’s why when you died

I was stunned, shattered, but never cried..