If not now when?
Never.
Never because you made it so.  
When was passionate and selfish.
When was saying goodbye over and over and wondering when again?
When was pretending we were something we never were.  Because you didn’t want it enough. 
You wanted my soul but not my life.
I wasn’t ever going to be forever.  
I was now but only sometimes.
Only quietly.
When will you realize you ruined me? That’s what is now.  
That’s what loving you did to me.