Forgotten

Lost.
Drowned within the ebbs and flows
Of another's fickle dreams and loves.
Stifled.
Thrown against the back wall of memory-
A dream of what once was.
Secluded.
Trapped by the bonds of loyalty so seemingly
fragile from you to me, but which will not give way from me to you.
Forgotten.
Tossed into the winds of change and posterity, though here I stand before you.
Shouting.
Longing to be heard as I stare at you, and you look right back, but cannot even remember my name.