On reading your letter --
On reading your letter the most horrible feeling
Came to me. Panic and horror, loss and pain.
After reading your letter, I knew I’d never
Understood any of the things I claimed to know.
Never you, and never me.
Never have I ever –
Never will I ever –
How could this happen?
How could you do this? Never
mind, I don’t want to know the details.
Too little, too late, as the old trite saying goes.
But never had I ever imagined you –
Never had I ever seen you, truly and fully.
Never could I ever have saved you.
Never would I ever have the chance again.
Too little, too late.