Why are you so silent?
Why don’t you ever look?
Don’t you care, to care for
That precious thing you took?

Perhaps to you it’s worthless.
Perchance you do not care.
But what I gave you wasn’t given,
So it really isn’t fair.

Might it be the way I feel..
Seems smaller than it is?
Or perhaps you doubt these feelings
As an adolescent fizz.

Maybe you really cannot see!
You do not actually know!
That my eyes drift ever t’ward you
And that these feelings seem to grow.

But.. I think I do know now,
The truths spiteful laugh
Though to me it feels you are
I am not your path.

I’ll try my best to understand
Though heart weary and worn..
It is not me but another
That YOUR eyes adorn.