Do you recall those mornings when you see me
Scribbling down on grocery receipts?
Or those times when I told you I was reading
But I would write on the side of the pages
Of a magazine,
Or a book?
You never really paid attention, did you?
Have you noticed how I looked?
How the sides of my lips curled,
How my eyes twitched,
Or how hard my grip on the pen was?
How deep my handwriting dug?
You were never interested, were you?
Now you sit by yourself, asking where you went wrong
How easily have I let you go
Or how simple my words had been
When I told you I have to move on
I hope you think about those times
When you didn’t pay attention and was never interested at all.