Grieving is a Compliment

On no one I thought I had an effect
So pardon me for feasting on your sorrow at the loss of me
It's just that worthy of it I thought I'd never be
Never did I know that my absence would leave you mourning
Perhaps I was ignoring
Whatever displays of affection was shown
Perhaps I was too accustomed to being alone
Solitude made me at ease
And indeed, now I am too pleased
To have brought you to your knees
From ear to ear I grin
Is it a sin?
I take your grief as a compliment
Your tears measure the importance of my past presence
Greatly increasing its length
And making me feel my time was not so badly spent
Sorry for being selfish
But now my spirit cannot help but relish
In your feelings being hurt
Too bad my body never got to endure your love
And now lays, never have been touched, in the dirt.