When was the last time we didn't?

[sentrovasi]

I killed the one who wasn't me:
If he'd been close,
He might have loved
However temporarily.

I wondered if he could not like,
Or love, or may-
Be just for fun
Not feel what he once thought I might.

I wrote a word for him, how brief:
Like postcards sent
From places gone
To winter out the poignant grief.

I can't recall when we were friends,
And lived in dreams;
Now my nightmares
Keep me awake to make amends.

I killed the one who wasn't me
He was once close,
And I once loved.
However, temporarily.