Unwell

Rare is the time when I feel that the world is turning on a different perspective. That instead of making you feel a part of the world, you tend to feel that you're not a part of it. There are times when the people that you care most are having the time of their lives while you wonder why weren't you even a part of it.

The people I care about the most, are actually the people I am most distant from. I have been with them for a considerable amount of time; yet my only presence there were those times that necessity called for. I was never a part of anything social, I was never a part of anything happy. To them, I may just be their acquaintance; just a person worthy of little 'hi' and not for small talk. Or maybe someone just fit for necessity, and not for enjoyment.

I feel so unappreciated, and that sometimes seeing them day after day is just for the sake of routine. I miss the days when I would actually laugh with them, when I could talk with them without a thing for the world. I miss the bonding moments that they so love doing. And admittedly, I want to go back to that day.

I hate to say this, but...

...i

miss

you...



(this is so not me!)