Head over feet

How can you win me over? You who’d rather read the paper or browse the internet than look at me..

How can you win my trust? You who have time and again failed to deliver on your promise to be faithful..

How can I be head over feet? Over you who is insensitive to how I feel..

How can I forlornly wait? For the good thing I’ve pictured to happen between us..

How can they see my folly before I do? When I vowed to be the first to see..

How can a messed up me be more messed up after that first glance at your bewildering eyes?

How can I write these words? When the ‘you’ I’ve mentioned is just a figment of my imagination..