Geraniums for Mary

This is the view from my computer. My geraniums aren't doing very well right now. They need some fresh soil. To see the geraniums that Mary posted, click here.

Mary has given me some wonderful advice on dream interpretation here. Because of her help, I've written this poem about a subsequent dream. For more about these dreams see the post right before this one.

Who are you? What do you have to hide?
Why are you helping me now? What made you decide
To help him deceive me? In you he confides.

I know him well. He gave me respect.
I reverted back to old ways after he left.
I know better, but my heart's not figuring out
The judgement conversions that my mind is weighing out.
My scale's inaccurate, so to strangers I turn.
I'm waisting their time, and nothing I learn.
I replace him with my work to calibrate the scale,
Then I turn to you when all else fails.

Who are you? And why do you hesitate?
Why are you loyal to him? He's just your workmate.
I begged him to come back, and at first he says no,
Then he reconsiders, but has no respect to show.
Now our life is the way it used to be,
But we don't talk about his infidelity.
I've found self respect, and we don't communicate.
His presence is not enough to calibrate.

Who are you? And why did you help him leave?
Why do you help me now when previously you deceive?
You can calibrate the scale now that I'm bereaved.

It's like a riddle. Does anyone know the answer?