On Being Overlooked

Sometimes... just sometimes... I get tired of being overlooked. Tired of being the "sweet guy" the "nice guy". Of being seen as only a little brother. I guess i'm partially to blame for being so mild mannered and coming from a home that taught me pretty well. Sometimes... just sometimes... I get tired of being the guy that is tired of being that guy. That guy sucks. being overlooked is essentially a blessing in disguise for me. When she sees me the love in her gaze will burn through my chest and place itself as my rib and warm my heart. Sometimes... just sometimes... I dream of the day when I'll hold her and she'll hold me. This post may not have made sense but i look forward to the day that i find my eyes and she finds her heart safe and guarded in my chest. :)On