I cannot walk with you as you drift 

wandering

with loveless feet. 

I am alone in a vast ocean

yes alone,

but you are content with floating anywhere 

and I am posted within a desert,

but you are a tumbleweed dispersing seeds;

you did this horrible thing to me--

I am alone without you laying next to me.

You wandered to foreigners

you mixed yourself in another's garden

you tasted their fruit,

but you never questioned yourself

as I questioned you;

You have planted your roots elsewhere

and

I do not doubt,

that soon you will pluck them up

and travel again.