I see you walking down the street, in the park, even sitting next to me in class.
The question is... Do you notice me?
If not, will you notice me?
Now, in the future, or even in the past.
I sit here and wonder... Is it just me?
Or is it the fact everyone else sees me as invisable?
As invisable as a ghost on Halloween night.
There is ony one thing I want in life.
That thing is you. I think of you before I go to sleep at night.
I think of you when times go bad.
I think of you when all to think about is you.
There is nothing else I'd rather do to take up time in life.
Rather it be my favorite hobbies or my spending-time with friends.
You pretend I'm not there. That I dont exist.
That everything that sits around you, that moves intentionally and unintentionally, should revolve around you.
It's love that should revolve around you, me, your family, my family, your friends and mine, everyone.
When you think of love... think of me.
Then maybe, just maybe, I will exist to you.