What you see

You see me.
I see you.
But I don't see what you see in me.
You see more.
I see less.
You try, try, try.
And all you get is nothing.
Just negatives.
Just nos.
But you don't give up.
You won't give up.
You're too persistent.
And I feel bad.
But I just wish you would see,
I may be you're everything,
but you mean nothing to me.

February 2, 2011