I know it's hard to hear the constant advances of suitors,
to hear their cat calls day in and out.
I know it is
At least I'm sure it is.
But that doesn't stop me from wondering what it is like to be noticed
To get a compliment or a "compliment" from someone
For someone to ask me to laugh
or give them a smile.
To have someone hold the elevator doors open
or buy me a drink when I'm alone.
To apologize when they bump into me on the street
or not bump into me at all.
I'm thankful that I don't have to worry about getting attacked in a parking garage or on the street.
But that doesn't stop me from wondering what it is like to have that fear and not just be