So that we are left with no room even to complain, they do not mention us themselves, but they listen when others speak of us.

Here, the poet captures the beloved's clever and quiet diplomacy. They never bring up the lover's name themselves, but whenever someone else mentions it, they quietly listen—just so the lover is robbed of even the right to complain of total neglect. It depicts that bittersweet ache where someone gives you just enough subtle attention to keep you bound, yet denies you the warmth you truly desire.