You Don't Even See Me

I like you
but you like everyone else...
You don't even see me.
You say you can't find a girl
to share your love with,
yet you are letting me in
on some of your deepest fears
and dreams.

What is it about me
that makes me invisible to you?
Is it my ears that will always listen?
Is it my tongue that is always kind
to all your stories and complaints?
Or is it my heart that longs to have you see
that I feel for you, I really feel for you?

I thought you called me for me,
but then you say that you were to meet another
and didn't want to go alone...
Who else would be free on a Friday night.
You don't see the tears inside me,
hidden by my smile and laughter.

You have no idea what you do to me.
I'm never your first choice,
But you choose me when there is no one else around.
I wish I was at the front line,
the one you put up on a pedestal,
The one that you would cherish over all others.

On paper, you are a deep soul,
With a heart that feels and knows.
In print, you possess the passion and love of a real man
who would always make sure his woman knows she is the only one.
But in real life, you see a beautiful woman
in every girl that draws your attention.
And none of them is me...

I like you
but you like everyone else.
You don't even see me.