You

And I sit and wait for some
"Smart" guy to appear
Someone to notice me while I'm sitting here.
But no one has cared
No one has loved
No one has been here.

Don't leave me here
With unwilling ears
This house, these sheets
These dreams
Hold nothing but memories.

I cant get away from the memory of you
It surrounds me at every turn
And when I see your face
My eyes well up and my stomach churns
I hate this place.

The place where your eyes
Are the first thing on my mind
When I wake up
And the last thing I see when I close my eyes
At night.