He can't see me.
He can't feel me.
I can touch him. But he doesn't to me.
I adore him so much. But he doesn't know it.
I see his importance. But he doesn't see mine.
I accept his flaws and perfect imperfections. But he refuses to recognize mine.
Is he numb? No. It's just that he can't see me as I am. For him, I'm just plain looking and Invisible.
