How Can You?

This is an old poem of mine.

How Can You?

How can you
    look at me and not see me?
How can you
     hear me and not listen to me?
How can you
     say you know me when you don't?
How can you
      say you love me when you
Don't realize how much
      I love you.

I know I'm behind on posts, so I'm just going to have poems for a little bit.

This one wasn't really written about anyone in particular but it came from writing a short story where the love was between friends and was unrequited love. Ahh the age old issue.


So thoughts on it?

This is the month of poems so I figured I'd take advantage of that.