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First Love?
I passed someone on the street today,
someone that used to know me.
(No... he never really knew me.)
It took me back 10 years or so,
to much less complicated days.
And as his eyes searched my face
for familiarity,
I realized he'd never recognize in me
who he thought I used to be.
I smiled, hallow,
And he attempted to trade pleasantries.
(No... he never really knew me.)
He commented on my hair and clothes,
Never thought he'd be so shallow.
And as his mouth formed menial strings,
I realized he'd never been to me
everything I thought he used to be.
I can't blame him for his distance,
I never let him know me.
(Because... I never really knew me.)
My heart felt lighter as my hero worship faded,
in the face of stark reality.
And as I watched him walk away,
I smiled at his back.
I realized his apathy helped to make me
everything I needed me to be.
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"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." Dr. Seuss
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