Him

My mind whispered itself to sleep
Oh how I wish he was here
Holding my hands as I drifted off

He was my North,My South, My East, My West
He was my compass whenever I traveled
He actually cared about me

The funeral was sad
His family looked sadder
But I was the saddest

No one even looked at me
No one asked if I was alright
No one cared about me

Unless I was dead
I would join him
We would be together
And everything would be fine