Being irrelevant is the worst fear you can have. Yet we all have it.
When we are kids, we form friendships that we believe will last a lifetime, last forever. We feel needed. We feel important to someone other than our parents.
Irrelevant is how you feel when ten years later someone mentions you and that same childhood best friend ask "Who?"
The sharp pain of a cracking heart fills every fiber of your being. The thoughts of if you were ever as important in their life as they were in yours start running circles around your head. Question if everything you ever said or did together was that irrelevant, that forgetful and worthless.
Am I as irrelevant then as I am now?
I dont understand. How can they just...forget? Just toss it aside. Never think back on those years.
Never mention them.
Do they?
Do they recount those memories of those times with their new friends?
Do they laugh with nestolga?
Have they truly forgotten, or do they just not care?
Which one would hurt worse?
I dont want to know. I just want it to stop. The ach that feels my chest when I see them. The smack across the face when they smile without care, happy with their-selfs, with their lives. The shove in the chest when their eyes land on you but they don't see you.
Your a stranger.
An old face that stirs old memeoris.
But I see those memeoris every day, clear as crystal. I remember. I share them with people despite the burning it causes in my chest. I'm still willing to do anything for them, give them anything they want if they ask.
Why can't they just acknowledge the past?
Why.
Why is all I want to know.
Why and how.
How can they just let it go like it was just nothing to them?