Wanting to be Wanted

All I ever wanted was for her to love me...

I sit here in the dead of night

i sit and i admire you

Try as all i might

you never admire me back.

I sit there wanting you

you never want me back

Sometimes i wonder, and wonder is all i do

whether you want me at all, but you never do

Lonely as i may get there are things more important

and it's starting to eat at me

eating me alive

Slowly my hopes soar, at the sight of your body

never do you want me, never do you crave me

Now i know i'm all alone

and i'm just a nobody

I feel like a shadow, i'm here coz i have to be

never a sign of you enjoying my presence

Just that of your friends.

Am i that repugnant?

I stay up all night and ponder

if it's not me then who i wonder.

My presence is only acknowledged

never desired

I am sick of being ignored, never admired.

Will it hurt you, to show some affection?

it won't kill you, it's not an infection.

I am starving for some treatment, affection preffered

again my hopes soar high, only to be deterred.

Why oh why am i not interesting?

why does she not desire me?

I must sit here and wonder, it's all i ever do

in the dead of night, wanting to be wanted

never i shall be wanted, yes, i know it's true.

Reviews

[NSisifo]

Favorite lines:
"I stay up all night and ponder
if it's not me then who i wonder."
We women are fickle. This poem expresses that fully, but at the same time, it questions why.
I really enjoyed this.