I hope you didn't see me leave,
and that you're not aware I've gone.
I hope I meant much less to you
than your presence meant to me.
Your pseudo intellectual rants
were scathing, shallow and flawed.
With feeling and enthusiasm
I tried to feed your thoughts,
but your responses made me a fool,
and so I was, to care for you.
Hence your four hundred and seventy two,
is less an insignificant one.