I worry,
about how
Unworthy
I am.

You are perfect,
so much
More
than all I ever could be.

You will look at me
and find me wanting, lacking.

Despondent, utterly forlorn
because I can
Never
even begin
To compare.

you are
Deeper than the ocean,
and I am
Shallower than a rain puddle.
you despise
People like me.
how will I
Cope?

but maybe
You will approve
because
I will
love you
To the universe
and
Beyond

The days are short
and the nights are long
Nights filled
with thoughts of you.

Craving, longing, dreaming:
the affection you
bestow upon her,
the way my heart beats —
as if it were yours,
And how
the Sun could never
compete with
The light
in your eyes.

How foolish I am,
To miss
what was never mine
To dream
of what I could never have
To hope
for something — anything.

Once there was an invisible man,
tired of being unseen.
Invisible he was not,
yet people did not see him.
But if no one saw him,
was he really there at all?
If no one sees you,
are you really here at all?