I hate when people only come to me when they have nobody else. They call, text and suddenly make me feel important, like my presence matters. So I show up. I listen to their problems, comfort them through their hardest days and stay when everyone else walks away. I give them my time, my energy and pieces of my heart because I genuinely care. But the moment they find someone else, everything changes. The conversations get shorter, the effort disappears, and slowly I'm forgotten. It's like I was never a person they truly wanted in their life. Just a place to stay until something better came along. What hurts isn't that they left. What hurts is realising I was only valued when they felt lonely. I was there for them when nobody else was, yet somehow I become the easiest person to leave behind when they no longer need me.
I do not play about people telling my business. I don’t care if you told someone I have a trip coming up or what I ate for breakfast! I won’t tell you anything else. I don’t like a person who talk to much about what I got going on.