If you really cared you'd wonder: where'd I been? How I was doing? Just what the hell happened that I dropped off the side of the earth? 
Has my number changed that you couldn't think one simple call to say you care? A  simple hello or how's it going would suffice. 
I don't think we ever knew each other. It's sad that I could struggle so much and to make it worse I lacked support. It's amazing how when you're in the mist of a storm you find out who your real friends are.
Those I now call friends I've known less than a year, and they shown more compassion and understanding then I think I'll ever know. I guess it's true what they say. You find out who your real friends are when your away. 
I used to think I had an abundance of friends and family who loved me. I was there when they needed me no matter how miniscule the problem. Now those who I held so dear are at the back burner of my mind because they left me at the side of the road. But every thing's ichigo ichie because I've learned and I might be bitter, but it's going to get better. So much better when I move on. So let me voice my opinion to those who think they know me or that we are friends. 
You don't know my story. You don't know the pain that I've been through. Don't offer your advice. Don't Judge because you were blessed with a silver spoon. When you come around we may hang out, but don't over step the boundaries I've walled up around me. You will no longer use me if not willing to return the gesture. I expect nothing from you. You are simply an acquaintance.


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