It Mattered

On days I debated,

My existence,

Along with the poetry I create everyday,

I got reassured,

That it mattered,

Every word of it,

Every breath of mine.

That there was someone,

At least someone,

Who was there to read it,

Out of the seven billion people,

That one mattered the most,

Along with every word of his,

And for him,

Along with every breath of his,

And for him.