You only need me when I’m not around. You only miss me when you’re feeling lonely. You only want me when I’m gone.
Sometimes I feel like I know what I did to deserve this. I feel like I’m a horrible person. But my feelings won’t change my situation so I’ll shut up and deal with it.
I get it. I really do. You don’t like me. I’m not a likable person. You make me feel like you just put up with me and do what you can to appease me so I’ll do what makes you feel better and then go away.
I guess it doesn’t matter either way. My friendship has been discarded. Not for the first time in my life.
Either they are aware of the situation and don’t care, or they obviously don’t care enough to even notice what they are doing. And I don’t know which is worse.
