I never wanted you here.
I didn’t want to see your hand
Rest tenderly on the flowers you grew.
I didn’t want to see your eyes
Fill with delight at a bird on the windowsill.
I didn’t want to hear your voice
Call my name in the sleepy morning.
I didn’t want to hear your laugh
Ring with joy at a unexpected kiss.
I didn’t want you moving into my heart
And making it your home.
I didn’t want you; no, not at all.
I shall miss you every moment.
I didn’t want you. I didn’t.
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