angst cycle (iii) — [А] (ii)

so what have i lost

quite obviously
the friendship
poison killed

the shared taste in poetry
seriously
she was the only person
who’s opinion
i did not question
that was mutual

it’s not a question
of fragrance
it’s a lot more than that

the loss i feel the most
is the oftentime companionship
that’s what would have stayed
had she been willing to convert
like me
from the poison she dumped on me
by life not intention i think

but it is lost
i can only do binary
or unary of course
no more

but
the no

the everytime this has happened to me no
that’s her decision

i expect she feels a loss too
companionship is mutual
but she made her choice
i’ll live with it