He sees me.

He knows me,

knows

what I have done,

but

he does not hate me.

I want to see him.

I want to know him.

He knows me

when I

don't even know

myself.

I don't remember

my

name.

It was lost

in the current of time.

I have no name.

I have no self.

He is the only thing I

have.

I thought

I was everything,

but I am

nothing.