i used to wonder what it'd be like to have no one. i can't tell you why, or what's so twisted and wrong with me i've wondered something like that. i used to wonder though, and i feel as though there's no need to anymore.
i have someones, sure, but those someones have other someones and i'm not the one they go to at the end of the day.
i used to have those kind of someones, but i think they forgot about me a while ago.
i used to wonder what it'd be like to have no one. and that's terrible, because look at us, we're just replacement parts for when the regular ones are getting maintenence.
we're just the replacements. the forgotten. the "emergency use only".
how did it ever become this? how did we manage to become less important than the people we thought to be those lesser than the least? how did this happen, and why did i wonder?
why are you still here?
YOU ARE READING
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Teen Fictionshort, blinks of stories no one cared enough about. you never cared enough about..
