Suppose.

I suppose he will not look today,
I suppose he will not stare,
no matter what I choose to say,
no matter the style of my hair.

I suppose in his eyes, I just do not exist.
I suppose that no matter how hard I tried, he would still resist.

I suppose if I was masked in makeup,
I suppose if my weight was tame,
he would surely, finally, wake up,
But then I think again,

He will never look, he will never stare,
I suppose I will just sit here waiting, heart open,
bare.