Something More Important Poem by Melanie Weeks

You Forgot me again.
You said you would come,
But you never did.
I hoped and prayed you all week,
But you didn't come.

I called, your brother answered,
He brought you the phone.
I asked you why you weren't there.
And you said simply,
'I had something to do.'

I guess, whatever it was,
Was more important than seeing me.
More important than me wanting you.
More important than me needing you.

Whatever it was,
I was more important.