I would have loved to know what he thought,
when I turned around and showed my face,
for I was hurting and I needed him.
But sometimes an undamaged person
will treat a damaged being
as the plague.
After that day,
her proceed with caution.
He only came to me when I asked him.
Happiness to an unhappy person is an elusive cure.
Whereas unhappiness to a happy person is a pervading plague.