I wish I could leave things be, but I’m so fixated on being the best possible friend I can be and a part of that is to make sure I’m there every minute of every day for people when I don’t in fact need to be
I think I’m just scared that if I don’t make my effort, I’ll be forgotten. Because that’s what all my experiences have been like.
Too often do I find myself thinking no one misses me. I don’t think anyone has truly reached out to me in years. No one knows where I am at mentally. No one cares. No one listens…
…And no one needs to
Why should they?
I’m not important to them
It’s always been that way and likely always will
I’ll just float on by