Friday

I showed up last friday
just as u had requested
i cheered u on
never took my eyes off you

u looked down as u strum ur guitar
i get lost in the music
swaying back and forth
i fall in love again

the music stops
the magic ceases
u walk off stage
i run towards you

excited and rambling
i congragulate you
but u merely mumble
and walk into the other room

later on i sit down
next to your sweating body
glistening in the lights
i make small talk
and look into your eyes

you stare back at me
uninterested, unfeeling
u simply mumble something again
and begin to walk away

but i dont get discouraged
and an hour later
i spot you again
casually talking to your friends

i pass you by slowly
i get not even a single "hi"
so i swing arund and greet you
i get no response
so i strode away again

when i sit down under the smoky air
and look around again
i see you, u beckon me over
and my heart skips a beat

u ask me to say things
and to make a fool of myself
my accent you say is funny, i am a wind up toy to entertain you friends

i politely decline
and question why you are so cold inside
but i keep this to myself
and walk away, once again

later in the night
i see you with a girl, flirting and talking,
and on the dance floor when i stand near you, you look away and speak to her

so i sit downand watch you at work
when the girl leaves u give her a hug,
i am telling this story b/c it broke my heart
when you ignored me like i had no presence

i ran to the bathroom and sobbed in the stall
tears fell like rain
to express my searing pains

i stumble out and watch you walk
to ur car
u load up your equiment
and drive out like im invisible

the first person since "him"
that i ever fell in love with
left me in the dust
crying on my knees

if i had never come
never been through that pain,
what would have become of me?

so now i write this poem
i bid thee farewell
have fun next friday...

i won't be there.