a second glance (II)

When you were in my life
I didn't actually think
how it'd be without you.

Or maybe I did.

Maybe I was too afraid
wanting to spare myself
completely...
as you hardly spared me
a second glance.

I kept on all the same;
you did not.

And when you were gone
I was not.
I wasn't anything at all.

I died for a while.
A life long one.

I thought I'd always remember you fondly
and I do.