Change

I know what shes is thinking,
It's written on her face.
She thinks that I am just another,
Pathetic, pity case.

How differently,she looked at me,
Love once was in her eyes.
But now when she looks my way,
She registers despise.

I must be such a burden,
A sad and sorry soul.
She says that I'm unloving,
An emotional black hole.