Advocate

I travel an over-trod path,
Bringing to awareness the plight of the less fortunate.
My voice is the silent one
Among the rush of the cacophonous.
Where others shout;
I look on with seeming indifference,
And pour out muffled screams on my bed.

Quite an advocate, I am,
For the miniature things in life.
Picking up the peel of the banana I did not eat;
So you don't slip on it.
Reuse that plastic bag over and over again,
Trying not to print anything, if I can get away with it,
Leave my left-overs for a stray cat or dog,
Correct a child who speaks out of turn.

An advocate, I am
For the minuscule.
I pick my battles,
I fight them.
I win.

Perspective- Her Version

Silence;
Long, penetrative;
Silence.
I saw it coming.
The purpose of your silence.

Random, baseless rows,
Accusations, perceived offenses.

No, late, forgotten rendezvous.
You have no time for me.
Oh, I knew what you were about.

Breaking news.
Don't waste time,
Tell me what is on your mind.

I will just have to call you out on it.
Yep.
We are over!

***Please forgive me. I was not able to get a gal's point when a guy breaks up with her. It looks like most guys orchestrate a scene for the gal to call for a breakup. Oh! I just got an idea.

Day dreaming,
As usual, about you.
Can't wait tell we meet.

You called,
In the middle of Friday.
"Let's meet at after work."
You are coming over.
I mentally calculate
How long it will take me to get home,
Refresh myself,
Get your favorite things ready.
I can't wait to see you.

I feel good about this.
You said you had something to say.
I know.
I have something to say too.
Excitement
My head in a swarm.

You are here.
Already!
You look good.
I, smiling like a kid with candy.

Ah?
Words;
Unexpected words.
Say what?
A moment,
My heart needs to catch up with my head.
Twirling thought waves,
You want some space; to think us through.
To think us through,
Space,
Think,
Us,
Through...