Your a day late not exactly a day but pretty much a day late. I know you probably think it's not a huge deal. It's not I guess. But I think it is. Which probably sounds really lame and you probably think I'm over exaggerating this whole situation. I guess I am but I'm sorry that i care. I'm sorry that i put time into things. I'm sorry that I actually cared about this. You mean a lot to me. I guess. This whole thought is a guess. A hunch. A thought. Now let's juts say hypothetically something came up. You could have called. A text. A message. An I'm. A wall post. Something to let me know that you were sorry or that you remembered. Because I feel forgotten. But this isn't the first time I would feel forgotten by you.
Hmm well here's urban dictionary's definition: "Alone; the feeling that no one cares and left you behind."
This past year I guess this is one of the words you can sum it up in. I never feel included. I always feel forgotten. I try so hard to be noticed. I do so much for people juts to feel accepted.. And in the end I'm just hurting myself because they end up not appreciating what I've done. I know that when I do things for specific people that nothing will come of it. But do I learn....NO. Of course not! So instead I am overwhelmed.
And forgotten...
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