I didn’t offer, but you took it anyway

I still wanted it - you didn’t care

You had no use for it - I did

I tried to get it back - I failed

You always knew I needed it -

That didn’t bother you

You saw the empty space it left

And looked the other way

You didn’t take good care of it

You let it gather dust

I had to watch it wither

And suffer your neglect

You are a rogue and vagabond

And have a humbling debt to pay

For what you did to it and me.

ljm