As  t i m e  stood

still

its been 48 hours and 98 degrees
standing at the top of avenue B.

waiting for your messages,
approval, or even a hello.

I’m lucky if I get a response once a week.
or even if Im addressed at all.

when I see you alone,
you make me feel special.
sometimes you say the most profound things.
your wanderlous gaze and thrive for adventure
is something I appreciate deeply.

when I see you with friends
I withdraw and feel unimportant
which leaves me with, “Why am I here?”

for someone who cares,
who can’t be in a relationship,
I’m sitting, waiting, and catering to someone
who does

nothing

for me.

today will be the last day.

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