Who in this World Matters
He looked at me.
Smiling as widely as humanly possible
As he reached out tender hand.
He spoke to me,
Saying soothing words,
Bestowing an importance I hadn't previously possessed.
He gave me value
Recognition
Joy and relief flowed, stemming from feelings
That had remained hidden
For so long.
So long...
He reached out to me.
An impish grin adorned his face
As my heart was torn from my chest.
Laughing about me
With his emotionless friends
As I ceased to exist.
My memory lost it's meaning,
As my importance vanishes
For all but me
