Moments of sadness

Without

I allow you to look through me
Over, around, above and beyond me.
It suits me,
Your vague stare in the surrounding air
Comforts me with its chill.

Your vague perception of who I am not
Nor want to be, in your selective vision
Does little to perturb me
For you are of little consequence

Though I love you

I enjoy my ethereal existence
The cold does not concern me
My heart is warm
You diminish me with your ignorance
Yet enhance me with pride
For mine is a wider world.

I see all of you.