If I could

I'd write better poems.
But since I can't this is all you're gonna get.
So shut up and listen.
I would say I miss you but I hate cliches.
I'd tell you I love you, but you wouldn't believe me.
Talking is pointless
doom and desperation is imminent.
I watch you slip in and out of everywhere I'm not
and wonder how it is that I keep missing you by that much.
I see you and you don't speak
although I know you've seen me too.
Cuts kinda deep, but it's okay, because you know,
I'm just your friend anyway.
I'm just like everyone else, I swear I'm not being different.
You say you'd like different, but somehow
I doubt it.
My difference and your difference are two different differences.
Dont fit.
I want you to say hi to me.
I want to be acknowledged and embraced.
I want it from you.
Too bad, i guess. At least you know now.