I Cried

I cried.
I cried and cried and cried,
and cried.

And then what?

You saw me,
you stared,
you frowned,
and strode away.

Away?

Away.
Away from me,
and away from rescuing me.

Now what?

Nothing,
now there's nothing,
because you walked away,
and I'm still crying.

Who cares?

Nobody.

Who wants to care?

Definitely not you.