I know you can see me

As you avoid
looking into
my eyes,
I understand why.
I have been
here before.
As the sunlight
shines down
on both of us
I continue
to stare at
you.
I am right here.
I know you
can see me.
You do not want
to.
You look at me
but never allow
yourself to
actually see me.
Its painful.
Its hurtful.
I continue to
stare at you.
You finally
acknowledge
that I am here
with a
smile that
says what
I know
you feel.
You wish
I was not
the future.
You cling
to a past that
is painful,
hurtful and
beautiful.
You think that
the beautiful
will come
back to you.
The way you
want it,
and it might.
I might not
be the future.
At times I find
it so hard to hang
on.
I am waiting for
something from
you.
Something I know
you may never give
me.
The sad part is
you think that I
am standing in
your way.
I am not.
I am just a
part of this picture,
one who can
shape you
and love you if
you let me.
So I wait
knowing that
it may never
happen.
I slip into
myself,
protecting my
soul.
I realize you may
never really
see me for who
I am.
That does not
stop me from
seeing you.
Seeing you
will miss something
great.
You will miss
my love.