'You Don'T Mean A Thing To Me! ' Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

Is that the message you want me to receive?
But each time you chance to see me publicly...
Your eyes begin to dance.
And that smile you try to hide from me.

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

You act that way in a crowd on the streets.
And when I pretend you are not there,
I 'feel' you secretly taking a peek!

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

You may say that to yourself frequently.
But each time my phone rings,
And I am at home
You hang up to leave me,
Listening to a dial tone!

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

Who are you wishing to convince?
Is this what you want me to believe?
Then why when my birthday comes around...
You send me a card signed...
'It's me, anonymous.
I am 'back' in town! '

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

Who are you really trying to fool?
Me, your friends or family?

I am told by others,
You actually ask about me.
And they tell me you act jealously,
When I'm with someone else...
Having fun and being carefree!

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

Is that the message you want me to receive.
But each time you chance to see me publicly...
Your eyes begin to dance.
And that smile you try to hide from me.

If what you show is not a true feeling at all,
Why even bother to sometimes call?

'You don't mean a thing to me! '

When that time comes...
And you find me in your heart,
The only one left...
You have not chased away,
From the start.
I will not be stunned,
Not one bit.
To discover you admitting...
You have a love for me that has been sitting.

But unlike you...
From the very beginning,
I'm not fearing to be near...
So you can hear these words clear,
~It's me, I love you.~

'You don't even know me! '

~I know.
But something tells me,
I will.~