I don’t understand,
why people
let go of me,
or forget about me,
or just stop
checking up on me.
they just let me go,
like I never even,
existed in their lives,
or meant anything to them.
I do not get it.
and I don’t think,
I ever will.
YOU ARE READING
Abandoned.
Poetry- people leave all the time. but somehow, each time, it just hurts. -