J.M.W.

Our fates are not linear
We deviate and digress
From certain verities
To prevarication
Seeking and failing
To find the worth within ourselves
I know just what I am
I am lost
Every moment
Your fate does not traverse mine
Every instant
I am without you
I am lost
And my worth is imperceptible
Until seen through your eyes
My eminence
Is what I mean to you