Ode to Someone Who'd Never Notice Me

I love you so much
But you notice me less than you notice
A scab on your foot.
There, at least, you pay attention to the pain,
And observe the bruise changing colour.
I wilt in front of you,
And if I change colour too,
I'm sure you won’t notice.
You might pretend to, and respond
To my chameleonness
With your ever-infuriating "mmm"s.
Would it surprise you if I told you "I love you"?
How about "I'm IN love with you"?
Or "No one would ever love you more" ?
Actually forget it. Forget everything.
Choose to flick me off your shoulder.
I've learnt, even sprouting wings out of my ass
And offering to take you around the world won’t
Earn me gold stars.
But what if I were to lose 10 kgs, and magically
Blossom into a "hott chick"?
Maybe that'd be the only way you'd notice me.
Maybe after that,
I wouldn't want you.
Maybe you're not the person I thought you were after all.
Maybe it doesn’t matter.
Maybe I still love you.

-Panwaffle