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I stand at the window and wonder where did I go wrong,
Was it too much care that I bestowed on you,
Or was it little negligence I happened to exhibit?
Maybe I went too soft when you wronged me,
Or was I bit too harsh on your little slipups?
Did I not love you enough,
Or was it too much that it felt suffocating?
That I would never know,
Never got the chance to ask you these questions,
You left me when I least expected you to,
In the middle of nowhere.