Everyone has their favorite something.
Their favourite candy, and favourite flavor of that candy.
Their favourite book, and favourite character from it.
Their favourite people. And their favourite person who they call
Best Friend
Lover
Sister
Mother
Brother
Whatever.
Everyone has preference.
Some people prefer sour cherry flavoured sour patch kids. Over any other flavour of sour patch kids.
They prefer sour patch kids over any other candy.
But me?
Hi. And congratulations.
You have just met a person, that no one prefers.
I am no one's favourite.
I am those little scraps people leave behind in the bottom of their Halloween candy haul
I am the dress, that stays on store shelves for years, because just no one is buying it
I am disposable.
I am the disposable friend.
The disposable sibling
The disposable child.
I am no one's preference.
In fact, when someone is asked to rank me against anyone,
I always end up in last.
I'm those flip flops that you buy at the dollar store,
For a one day trip to the beach
I am great for the time you need me, but if I'm lost
Its no weight off your back.
I am that roommate that everyone tolerates, but no one truly likes.
I am a non-preferred person.
I am no one's favourite.
YOU ARE READING
Little Infinities
Non-Fiction"No one told me, That love was something to be afraid of. Now look at me; Afraid to get my heart broken After one encounter With the angel-disguised sin. " c.w A collection of poems, dreams, thoughts and short stories.
