Remember When I Was Here?

It seems like
things have started to get
that much better for them.
Not so much for me,
but love does that, doesn't it?
Find someone, love them,
ignore almost everyone else.
And for the past bit
I've been that "everyone else"

Or maybe it's just me?
Not being gutsy enough
to simply be friends
with the people that
turned into someone else.
But that's just it.
I don't want to know
someone who's just not
"themselves."

I sense it already.
She doesn't know me, I don't her.
He thinks it's alright, it really isn't.
I'm not one to intervene
because I've seen myself do that
enough times to know
that it does nothing.
Especially to people who are just
so madly in love with each other.
And who's to say whether what they do
and what they say
is true? Is actually?

It hasn't been long
and it's already too far.

God. It's Your call again.