A Job of Patience

You said you love me, but you acted As if you’re not; you were so sweet But then inversely reacted: Without a word you cancelled me. It came to me out of the blue What might have happen to upset A person that is loving you Who’s more obedient than your pet Its well established now, to cancel A common form of disrespect And it can cause a circumstantial Or quite substantial effect For what, my love? How can it be? A string of questions goes, impaling My poor mind, and I can’t see A reason for this ethics, failing To understand an awful truth If I’ve become your job of patience A luggage bag you dreamt to lose Somewhere at the railway station.