I'm always the one
trying to care for my "friends."
They could always count on me.
But all of a sudden
I'm no longer included
And now I see it's not worth it.
All the time and energy.
All the stress.
Trying to be strong when I have no one to lean on.
I can't do it anymore.
I used to think that being "best friends" meant the world,
but it's just an empty promise.
Something to be thrown away without even a moment's notice.
It was up to me to figure out that I had been forgotten,
like a puppy left behind when the family moves away.