Dear OwenOwen,Dear Owen4 years ago in Fan Fiction
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You don't notice me, do you?
Yes, I'm there.
I'm always there,
But it never seems to register;
Not with you,
Hardly with anyone.
I'm what you'd call a shrinking violet,
Well, not you, but some.
I don't mean to be,
And I don't like to be,
It's just the way I am.
I don't want to be a bother.
I often feel like I am,
A bother, I mean.
In general, not just to you,
Because really, my daily life doesn't focus on what you think of me,
Or small touches that really couldn't possibly mean more,
But maybe they could?
No, you wouldn't want that,
Wouldn't want me.
I wonder if you even think of me as a female.
Now, hear me out before you go into a tirade about how ridiculous that is.
I know you don't think of me as a man,
But I don't think you see me as a woman either.
As something soft, and loveable, and capable of real warmth,
Maybe not even something all that deserving of real warmth.
To you I'm some human computer
Running checks on things, and clearing records.
But I'm more than that.