Notice Me

Notice me…
I stand in a mass of people
trying to get your attention.
Many others are taller than me,
they block your view.
However,
I am here!

Notice me…
I raise my hand to the heavens,
hoping you will spot it.
You do not,
even though it is a hand full of care.
I scream your name.
You do not hear me.
You see a hand in front of me.
It is a more handsome one.
You take that instead

Notice me…
When that hand is not strong enough,
you begin to look once more.
Hands raise
I stretch my hand upwards,
using the full strength of my heart.
Blood racing,
muscles straining.
Still not enough.
You pass me once more.
I weep.

Notice me…
You are searching the crowd once more.
The hand you chose earlier
must have let you down.
Hands raise.
Mine does not.
I am too tired to try anymore.
I am not perfect,
just another human being.
I lower my head
so that you can pass.

Notice me…
I wait for the crowd to lower their hands.
I look up.
Surprised, I find you standing before me.
Our eyes meet.
You smile.
You take my hand.