You were both my pleasure and pain
Both my umbrella and the rain

Never would've thought
of what you could do to me
of your influences and effects
the changes you had brought upon me

Never would've thought
of how late they would come
They arrived a moment too late
A moment after you had enough and left

You left with coldness after I've discovered warmth
Cynicism after I've turned a romantic
Wordless after I've been able to shower you with lovely phrases
Loveless after I've finally learned how to love

To love you
In all of your nooks and corners
Truly, completely, unconditionally
To be able to do the same
As what you had done to me

You gave me your everything
While receiving nothing
No one could bear for so long
Even my egoistical self knew all along

And as I thought
Over and over again
Of our failed brief romance
And the irony of how our roles had changed

I realised that
I hadn't thought of myself
Not even once
I wondered
Where had those thoughts gone?

Did you finally take them?