I see you staring at me,
but you never truly see,
why I love you, so much,
when you're so out of touch.
It seems so hard to let you go,
and the process is so slow.
I don't know whether I should stay,
and waste another day away.
You don't feel me loving you,
and you just can't seem to get a clue.
I know I really can't deny,
things I feel as I look you in the eye.
How come every time I see your face,
for me there's never any space?
Maybe someday you'll see me differently,
so until then, I'll be waiting silently.







