The Background

I sit in the backseat.
I observe,
And yet i rarely contribute
I am not worthy to interrupt you.
I am not worthy to be in your presence.
But…
I long for you,
For your presence,
For your company,
But you never notice,
You never will anyway.
I think it’s meant to be that way-
Me in the shadows,
You in the spotlight.

The life of the Background.