Egocentric heartache

I don't see much
not the tears
that you cry
not the pain
in your eyes
only the pieces
you left behind

I don't hear much
not your crying
in our bed
not the desperation
in your voice
only the reproaches
you shouted

I don't feel much
not the lonelyness
in your life
not the pain
in your heart
only the anger
in mine