Actually more like a ghost

a situation with an old friend
previous love
who now had a child
and a family and friends
surrounding her
an acute sense
of my unwelcome presence
in her world
and my awkward attempts
to make myself welcome
only serving to further
the opposite
at one point
standing in a living room
full of not my friends
and not my family
everyone involved in conversation
and I feel like I'm invisible
actually more like
a ghost

[Note: song playing in the idle moments of awakening - see previous note: For he's a jolly good fellow.]