I’m terrified that someday you will forget me. When I say that, I don’t mean that you will walk by me and pretend like you don’t see me. I don’t meant that you will put me in the past and move on. I’m terrified that one day you will look at me and wonder what my name is, wonder why I ever meant anything to you. And the sad part is, I’ll never forget, even if I want to.
I wish you could see how much you hurt me. By not wanting me there. By shutting me out. By turning me away. I’m supposed to be there for you. It’s in the job description. so let me. there’s nothing I love more than making you feel better.