Do You Know When I Stopped? Poem by Esther Hadassah Sendeza

I woke up one day and I had this thought,
My life, is this really what forth it has brought?
I looked it your eyes that morning and I saw,
I loved you no more, not at all.

Once I trusted you with my heart,
Oh how foolish, how stupid was that?
Be it I saw the future, I surely would not have,
Have you look at me the way you do, untrue love.

You know sometimes I don’t understand at all,
But boy am I glad to have built this wall,
One day you will sit in the darkness with eyes closed,
Only then will you know exactly when I stopped.