Reaching
Out
I
know you know
How
much I want you.
Yet
you look my way
And
pretend not to see.
You
say it’s to not hurt me.
But
the pain of your rejection
Is
the worst type of heartache.
Unlike
the hurts from the past,
You
wont even give me a chance.
Not
even a reason why.
I
try to move on,
To
get past your memories,
Past
the way I feel
Each
time I see your face.
I
didn’t expect to win,
I
never have before.
All
I want is to be wanted,
Or
at least to have a friend.
So
please don’t make me invisible,
Please
see into my soul,
Instead
of through my body.
