One Night in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction

I see that smile,
you are hiding from me,
don’t let them see,
or think you enjoy my company.

now I remember,
what torture was worth,
moments like this,
a shadow of birth.

the sparkle in your eye,
but daddy’s seen a ghost,
maybe next time,
I’ll offer a toast.

one more night to remember,
all the lost dreams,
never heard,
but can’t fail to be seen.

you said I could be yours,
but don’t you see?
I am a person,
not a thing.