still hungry

I sit in the corner, listening to the conversation,

started like it was just breathing to them,

I want that, but my heart doesn’t yearn as much,

or maybe it yearns infinitely more.

I’ve had a taste of what it’s like,

I’m not full, but my appetite is soothed,

Just today, I thought an acquaintance waved at me,

they didn’t.

They didn’t even see me, I was invisible.

Then I remember a different acquaintance,

one who did wave, excitedly at that.

Another one who walked with me,

we were headed in the same direction.

And a… friend.

Who greeted me with a smile.

I listen back in on the conversation,

A window into another world,

A window that’s slightly reflective.

So yes I want that, what they have,

crave those long lasting, easy friendships.

I’m still hungry,

but not so much anymore.