Dead To You

   
I feel that I am invisible to you.  
It's as if I do not exist in your perception;  
That I am too constant, like the eye color blue;  
Or even a boring AP US. History Lesson.  
That I only exist for a millisecond.  
   
You never great me when we intercept;  
Not even a simple smile to let me know  
that you acknowledge my presence-  
It's as if you do not appreciate me,  
That I am Nothing.  
   
I have written many poems of affection,  
but this is by far the most complicated;  
For you are a Dream, a Fantasy:  
Handsome with angelic features,  
Intelligent and Compassionate.  
Everything that I ever drempt of.  
But I am Dead to you,  
And it  pains me to my    
heart and through.  
   
 
         2/17/13