Forgotten

5.14.25

I had two good friends growing up. Two very great people. Everyone else only talked to me because of my two friends. They only hung out with me because of them. They were nice people sure, didn’t tell me outright but I could tell. None of them asked for my phone number, or if they wanted to hangout. None of them even tried.

I didn’t try after awhile. I gave up. I had my two best friends ya know. Thick as thieves. We were inseparable, a trio, the three musketeers or whatever. 

At least I thought we were close. 

But as we grew up I started to see our friendship differently. When I left that school for online school I realized how lonely I was. How often we didn’t hang out. It’s been months since I talked to one of them. And when I did message her she didn’t message back.

Come to realize the friend I knew the longest hated me. She was only hanging out with me because she had a crush on my cousin and a crush on my other best friend. She admired outright she hated me. Called me a bitch, this and that. I don’t even know what I did wrong. I was only ever kind to her.

The other one, I don’t even know what happened. We were so, so close. She was truly my best friend. But I haven’t heard from her since February and even then it was only a few words. Maybe it was because she’s too busy with school. 

But I feel forgotten. Left behind. Am I not important to people anymore? Am I just not a person who people want to be friends with? I’m getting lonelier everyday but I don’t have anywhere to make friends. 

It hurts.