Do you remember me?

I remember you.

I remember your smile and the curve of your face.
Your laughter was my melody.  Your heartbeat was my rhythm.
The gleam of your eyes when you focused on me.   On me and only me.

Or, I thought it was on me.

Rather, you didn’t see me.

My feats of strength when unacknowledged.
Care and kisses were taken for granted.
Cold and trivial, you touched me.

You didn’t see me, but a sack of meat shaped like me.

At first, I thought you feared love.
But, you just refuse to acknowledge it.