For him, in apology for her

For him, in apology for her.

If I ever see you again, I can't think what I'd do.
I can't see how you could
tear and
rent and
break like that and not regret
the fact that you begat that heartache.
Yes all that 'heartache'.
Fact.

I'd like to think I would break and tear you too,
to rend anew,
but the feeling persists: it ain't my battle,
resist.

He has a voice you know.
Did you know?
Probably not. No.
It was your voice, you know, secret voice,
I heard it too.
By accident.
It was probably meant for you.