That is the mystery I wonder about.
I have only had two such people that I know of that I give this almost worshiping love to, that I give my love to without reason just for their attention. Unfortunately I am not an item that holds either of their attention's for very long. Merely forgotten. Severely alone.
And yet if I could have their attention, oh the richer I would be in my mind's eye.
Yet such is the tale of the one less loved. Hidden in shadows, not known by the ones so loved. Only further pulled away from their attention.
Such is the madness I seek to abandon. Such is the fate I wish to undo.
