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Why is it that no friend ever wants to put in the effort of actually being a friend to me?
Why do people only ever reach out to me when they need something from me,
Instead of putting in the effort to talk and hang out?
I feel like I don't have anyone left.
Maybe that's just me wallowing in my self-pity.
But it truly feels like no one in this world gives a shit about me,
And yet everyone else means the world to me.
If that is what they want,
To give nothing,
Then I too,
Will give nothing back.
I'm no longer willing to be a friend to people who don't want to be friends back.
I hope you miss me.
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