Hello Again

As you walk past giving a quick glance my way I think you might see me, but you never do. I try to wave to you as you search for someone that’s not there, but you look right past me. What happened to you? We used to be friends. When you were young. Before you started to hate me. Once in a while I think I see a flicker of the old you. But you’ve distorted your face with black lines and rosy color. Your fake smile and dead stare don’t trick me. I know you too well. I watch you every morning as you get ready for the day. I strain to see you in this reflection. Where are you? I want to say hello.