Waiting. Watching. Hoping for something…anything.
And I don’t even look your way.
I scroll. I adjust. I exist in my own world like you’re background noise that never quite made the cut.
No acknowledgment. No reaction. Not even irritation.
That’s the worst part, isn’t it?
You don’t even earn my annoyance.
Every second stretches longer than it should.
You start to wonder if maybe you’ll finally get a glance…a word…a shift in energy.
Nothing.
Just me, completely unbothered, completely uninterested…while you sit there craving the smallest scrap of attention.
And I still don’t give it to you.
If being ignored like this makes your chest tighten just a little…if the silence feels heavier the longer it goes on…
Then go ahead.
Buy the clip. Sit there. And keep waiting.
