He doesn’t really see me

He doesn’t really see me, he doesn’t really hear me and in the midst of it all he doesn’t really get me. He doesn’t get my soul, he doesn’t get it at all. There is nothing I can do except move on from it all. Nothing left to do and nothing left to say just let him go on his way. Maybe he will realize one day that he let me slip away. But if he can’t see me here and now than I am better off without him, so no more being sad I’m getting over him right now. He saw right through me at times and never even cared and other times I swore the way he kissed me it was as if his heart was there. But in the end it wasn’t enough. Not the way I wanted, not even close, not at all, not even a touch.