2/50 of the 50shuffle challenge
"Reach out," Take That
From James to Lily,
When you look at me, I can see clearly the disdain and contempt in your eyes.
It hurts me, as I try to laugh the loudest, be the strongest, the sportiest, to capture your attention for even a few precious seconds.
And yet, the contempt is visible for all to see as your beautiful eyes meet mine. You will never know how deeply your indifference cuts me, lays me open.
I have no other way of showing you how I care, if only you realised how my posturing and swaggering is all for you!
I love you, and yet I have no way of conveying these sentiments to you, since I am not gifted at flowery epistles or making coherent sentences flow from the nib of a pen.
This is my way of reaching out to you, and yet you continue to brush me off like infuriating cobwebs stuck to the sleeve of your robe.
I will not be swept away; I shall twine myself about your fingers and force you to notice me.
I will reach you.