I once had a vision that I was a cork floating in the ocean, rudderless and lost, and cosmically alone,
Then you came into my life, and grounded me, and sweetened me, and wizened me, and comforted me, and took my loneliness away, and kissed my wounds better, and loved me…, and…, well, there’s no end…
For all these, I said to you,
I love you…


Then you hurt me, almost mortally,
Left me feeling naked and scorned,
Tired and destitute and old before my time,
And emptiness clothed me once again, like some dark, cavernous abyss, whose hunger is never satiated,
For that, I truly hated you…,
For that, I now say to you,
I’m sorry…


I exacted my revenge on you, though,
I betrayed you,
I scorned you,
I exhausted you,
I made you old before your time,
A sad, shameful and pyrrhic victory,
For this, I now say to you,
Please forgive me…


Now, you’re gone,
Forever…,
Now, my wounds are much, much better,
Now your aromatic incense can only visit my dreams,
Now, I realize what a wretched hypocrite I was, it was, after all, easy to love you when you were my raison d'être,
When you fed me honey,
But when, in your weakness, you unwittingly buried a scorpion’s sting into my very essence,
I retaliated, like a spoilt, unruly brat, actually more like a venomous viper,
And, I did of course, pay the dear price, oh, I paid…,
Now, I realize, you were my greatest teacher, my greatest love, my best friend, the sweetest melody a wretch like me has ever heard,
For that, and for innumerable other niceties, I want to truly thank you,
Thank you…