Inessential

How does it feel, 
To have someone
you can tell every detail,
About the lost whale,
or the running snail.

How does it feel,
To have someone
who listens to your fairytale,
About your dreams
to wonder and to sail.

How does it feel,
When someone
appreciates,
And not left you unattended
to stale.

Tell me, how does it feel?