And an adolescent egotism
Made me feel you did not know me
Or comprehend the all that I was.
All this you divined.......
So it went. And when I left you and passed
To the world, the city—still I see you
With eyes averted, and feel your hand
Limp with sorrow—you could not speak.
You thought of what I might be, and where
Life would take me, and how it would end—