The least of me

You have forgotten me
Ah! don’t even miss me
Part of your childhood stories
I am a ‘used to’
You are mine, like my others
I didn’t treat you like others
You were my weakness
Yes, you are my weakness now

Doubt not, we will be one again
Even if you don’t desire
Or have a dissenting notion
That is certainty
But that is not what I yearn
While you are smiling, smile with me
While you are talking to your kids
Make me a part of that conversation
Seek me and I will show you paradise
Not like this one, where the least of me resides