I took the hands of that little girl—
the one no one ever truly saw,
the one no one chose to hold.
The only one who ever did…
was me.
All she ever wanted
was to be seen,
was to be loved.
And now,
in the exhaustion of the crowd,
she reaches for no one.
Because she is no longer alone.
She has someone now.
She has herself.
-HT









