Lack of enthusiasm,
make me feel unappreciated,
make me feel unimportant,
make me feel taken as granted,
make me feel unwelcomed,
make me feel unwanted,
make me feel like a burden,
make me feel unloved,
make me feel confused,
just the way I feel
right now.
I never felt these things
once upon a time,
when I knew without a doubt,
by the things you said and did,
that I was appreciated
for who and what I was to you,
that I was important to you
there in your life,
that I was treasured by you
in every way,
that I was welcomed by you
any time and always,
that I was wanted by you
with a desire so strong
that I was your strength
in your weakest times,
that I was loved by you
as much as all things important,
in your life.
I remember.
I remember
words said,
deeds done,
all things big
and small
that showed me,
let me know,
just what I
in your life
meant to you.
Those things
long since
unseen,
and is no sign
a sign
in and of itself?
From this un-enthusiastic indifference,
I feel like thorn
in your paw,
unplaced, placeless.
