Puisi.

the way you don't think of me
cripples me up under my skin
the way you aimlessly move around me
pretending like i'm a piece of gum stomped under someone's shoe
the way you see anything, everything but me
pretending like i'm not standing there alongside you.

i dont want to see you anymore
your memory stings my thoughts
your laugh, yur smile, your scent.
i need to be over you
i dont even know you

is it something you heard?
does it scare you? or disgust you?
all i ever did say is "sorry"
do you think of me before you sleep? like i do
do you wonder what i'm doing ? or what i'm listening to?
i need some sort of clarity
to pull my head out of the sand
like anyone need somebody
i think i need you