Drabble

[webbgirl]

I was in an angsty kinda mood today so...basically here's the result.  I'm not sure what to call it.  A drabble?  Maybe it qualifies as a poem?  Although, I wouldn't consider it quite poetry.

I also debated on even stating whose perspective it was from.  Soooo, comment if you'd like to know and can't figure it out.

WARNING:  Kinda high angst factor on this and no happy ending.

Just once, I wanted him to look at me and really see me.
Just once, I wanted him to see me and not the job.
Just once, I wanted him to see me as his first choice and not his fallback position.
 
Just once, I wanted to be the reason he showed up at my door.
Just once, I wanted him to be rid of the ghosts.
Just once, I wanted the sense of betrayal to fade away.
 
So many days of telling myself ‘never again’.
So many nights of giving in.
So many nights of being a substitute.
So many nights of wishing I were someone else.
So many nights of knowing that I never could be.
 
And now the angel has fallen.  The masterpiece is returned to it’s rightful place.  The pale imitation is returned to the shelf.  Wishing. Longing. Hoping to be touched again, just once.