what do you look at whenever you see me for the first time, after a long time?
do you notice my dressing,
down until my shoes?
or do you look at my hair,
and observed how much of a mess it is?
do you see my jewelery,
and how i finally managed to wear them out?
or do you see my face,
the only one that tells it all?

because something tells me you don't notice anything,
and i rather excuse you with reasons in my thoughts.
maybe you were busy with your thoughts,
and you got tangled up real badly.  
or maybe you were caught up with the conversations you had before,
regretting things you didn't say up until then.
or maybe you were lost in space,
having being ventured into it for a long time,
you forgot to come back.

but today for the first time,
i stopped making excuses for you.
because i thought,
just for once,
you would notice me.