Ponder

Drifting...
[Without sense or direction]
Stumbling..
[Seeing for the first time]
How was I so blind to ignore it?
[Why didn't I read the writing on the wall?]
I was but your silly pet
[Nothing more, nothing less]
Does it even make sense to write this down?
[Does anyone even care?]
Going on for hours...
[I could write about you forever...]
You were never really there
[to begin with]
Nothing but a transient dream
[not even germane in any sense]
And so I end this...
[no sense in dragging this on]
This is the end
...curtains...
...fini...
...finished...
...no more...
[Look who's laughing now]