Why do I so insist on making fool out of myself? Trying harder and harder each time. I say you’re not worth it. I’ll never understand what it is about you that attracts me so, I want you to care but again and again you prove ever so greatly how little you do. Is it your eyes, your nose, lips face hair or curves that mesmerize me so.
You make me feel so dumb, I don’t get why. I know the facts and I know what is. Yet every time I see you my words escape me and I hope just maybe this time you’ll stop.
But no you walk on past as I stand in place, you’ll never see me. No matter how great a fool I make of myself.
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A touch of pain, a glancing blow of love, strike of loss and a rotting hope that should have died long ago.
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