Look At Me, Please

Everyone else mattered to her,
But I wasn’t everyone,
And it hurt like hell.
I was the shadow she barely saw,
The ghost that existed,
Only when she wanted me to.

She was my world,
But slowly,
My place in her life,
Was being taken by the people she helped,
And that was messing me up.
Who was I supposed to be to her anyway?

Honestly,
I was jealous of them,
But they wouldn’t understand me.
She was their guardian angel,
Always doing everything to protect them,
Even being their shield in the process.
Seeing her come home and hurt,
Broke me,
Made me want to lock her up,
But she was a beautiful bird,
Whose freedom was golden.
My heart bled for her,
Each time, worse than last,
But maybe it bled more for me than her,
Because I was the man,
Who loved her too much to cause a ruckus.

Maybe one day she would see me,
But how long was I to wait for her?
There was only so much pain my heart could take,
And maybe that was why leaving her,
Didn’t sound so selfish this time.