Past, Present, Future

I wrote this way back on February 21st of this year but I never showed it to anyone. My feelings were not particularly a big priority last winter. Finding it in my list of draft posts made me realize that I've been alone for a lot longer than just the past three months.

Past, Present, Future
I live in the present
You dwell in the past, and worry about the future.
We are a full spectrum representation of time.

If I bleed, will you wake up and be "here"
here as in the present, in the now, in the know.

You speak in "me" "my" "mine",
I speak in "us" "our" "ours".

Self-absorption mixed with self-help
Makes it easy to ignore the little things.
I can't ignore the little things.
I excel in little things.

I put on a nice shirt, curl my hair, and brush on a bit of blush.
I didn't do it for a reaction...I did it for you
But a reaction was implied
And it was your reaction that I was denied.

I know you see this face every morning,
But it is that commonplace
That you don't see whatever you saw in me
in the first place?

12 months later I wake up beside you
and my heart still skips a beat