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Kimmy Hazelwood Aug 2017
I've been staring at you for awhile,
and you don't notice.

I glance at you while you read over your poems for the next day.
You don't see me.

You don't notice a lot.

You don't know or pay attention to all the things I do for you.

You don't pay attention to the love that I send your way.

I'm invisible.

At least we will have coffee and homework.

— The End —