The way he looks at me from a far. It's like he knows what's wrong but he won't speak up. From the corner of my eye, I can see him looking at me.

But still nothing.

No hello or goodbye. Why?

Probably because he has no courage. Or maybe because I'm nothing to him; a nobody.

Being nothing to him makes me feel un-wanted.

After all the things he said. After all the endless nights and late night conversations. 

After all the "I love you"s and the "I'll be there for you"s. 

What now?

There's nothing more I've ever wanted but to hear his voice again.

Have him hug me once again.

Tell me he believes in me again.

Tell me he loves me again.

But I'm nothing to him; a nobody.