Generations.

You never wanted to hold me,
Am I to be ashamed of my age?
You turned on me as death came
I needed you to hold me.

You never told me you loved me
Am I not worthy of your words?
You shaped my emotions with age
I needed you to say I love you.

You never shared your stories
Am I too juvenile to listen?
You reminded me not too trust
I needed you to share with me.

You never smiled with me
Am I never to smile again?
You showed me no remorse
I needed you to smile with me.

You left me with a wad of money
Is this love?
Goodbye to you as well
I held you
I loved you
I shared with you
I smiled with you.
I was real.