You sure are hard to figure out.
I walked in to see you, and
Your bowl of cheerios.
You turned the tv down to listen,
And then selective hearing
Drown me out.

I said I was happy to see
You were doing fine.
You seemed thrilled for
A milisecond that I
Actually cared.

You never asked if I wanted
To sit.
I guess you knew I wasn't
There for you.
I left out the door,
Back into the rain...
Leaving you to your
Bowl of cheerios..