#whycantthisbeeasy

I just want you to notice me. I kept up like you said. I'm not talking to that person. I'm getting shit straight. I know I've done you wrong, everybody does every once in a while. I just wish I could have made you happier. Why weren't you happy? With your blue eyes you can make any emotion look sad. I miss those eyes and that long hair and Otto and Fredric that graced your chest. And the way you half smirked whenever I did something silly. You almost got me to quit smoking. Almost. Staying up late, watching movies after work because we had the same shifts. Going to the basement to watch you drum and noticing how you lift your hand a certain way when you do it, it made me laugh. Why did it have to end? Why couldn't I make you happy. You see me at work and it's as if you never knew me. Like there was nothing there to connect us to the past. Like you broke that bond in a snap with no hesitance. You don't see me. You don't talk to me. You said forever. Then maybe. Then nothing. So, answer me this. Why? I just want you to notice me.