Meeting I

Meeting I, in solitude,

I was not happy.

Meeting I, in tears,

I was down in spirits.

Meeting I, in nothingness

I was feeling unworthy.

Meeting I was pain,

I wanted to hug my being.

Meeting I was sympathy,

I wanted to lend reassurance.

Meeting I, I needed to be found,

Because they, they deserted I. 

Meeting I was crucial,

Because I needed rediscovery.