by a l i
Often..and many times in a day..you complain.
You say that I don’t pay attention…that I live in a world of my own. Often you say this. And, I walk away silently. And, this you hate.
But then tell me…..what am I to do?
When words mean nothing and when explanations are destroyed by disbelief..what is one to do but remain silent.
Silently, I watch the sun rise and set..I watch the night disappear into day and day into night..silently, I see faces change and life move. Silently, I give all my attention to you and you see it not….
You see not the gaze of my heart as my eyes look elsewhere..you see not my constant awareness of you…you see me not. You see only your own pain..
…..and not my feelings…