I sit here,
Quietly,
Awaiting what is now familiar,
You to walk straight past me,
Without even batting an eye.

You noticed me,
Once upon a time,
You raised your head and smiled,
Brightening my day drastically,
But it isn't like that any more.

You may as well pass straight through me,
You never glance my way,
Things are quite different now,
Your eyes, they never caress me,
With their gentle, easy glow.

My heart aches for your company,
Your friendship,
Acquaintance,
Acknowledgement,
Or even a simple hello.

I am The Invisible Woman,
Not some cartoon character,
The real person,
The one that thinks and feels,
And aches.

Every day my heart begs,
That you would see me once again,
Or if not you,
That someone would even look my way,
Just once more.