#3

I can see I have been bumped down the list
To priority zero.
Swiftly I'm nothing more than a nuisance. 
But I am more.
I am worth more than what I am receiving. 
I am worth more than a half hearted hello as you pass me by.
Our paths cross and yet I am invisible to you.
I could yell from the roof tops that you brighten my day. 
It falls on deaf ears.
You don't want to hear what I have to say.
You don't want me to bother you.
You don't want me in your life.
Yet I stupidly fight for it.
I blindly flail my arms.
Walking in the pitch black
Hoping I don't find the cliff where I will fall off. I am hopeful. I am always hopeful.
I walk into this big huge wall and I can't see over it.
I can't see around it.
Yet I keep pushing, and pushing till my hands are raw. Till my hands are bleeding. Till my heart is pounding in my ears.Till I forget exactly why I am here. 
I wake up and the first thing I think about is how I used to wake up with your face next to mine.
With your hand in mine.
Memories of the first time you said hi to me,
The first time I saw you years later
The first time I saw you yet again.
I am easy to give up on.
I am easy to throw away as you have every other single time.
I cling to hope.
I stupidly cling to you.

I officially let you go.
I let go of your hand.
And we quietly drift apart.
Floating on the ocean
One day passing each other.
One day.
Letting hope go.