That Same Old Topic

Things change along with the movement of time
No matter how many times I remind myself about it
No matter how many poems I've written about people leaving
No matter how many times the words "I don't care" comes out of my mouth
It still hurts
When I accidentally screw up the little things in my life
That was supposed to be perfect
But what is a perfect life?
It makes me sad when friends who I actually saved a spot
Chooses to sit somewhere else with people who are
To them, are more important
I don't want to sound like I have given up on having friendships
Because only a few that could be counted with my two hands, left
I still have the rest
It is unfair too for me to blame others for doing this
Because I too, have left people broken
However
It is kind of funny because all my life
I have always been broken hearted by friends
Not even ex lovers
It hurts though
It is like a whole different level of unrequited love
Doing things that matters so much to us
But we don't even know if there is value to them
And do you still want to ask me why I'm not into attachments?
Do you still wonder why I keep pushing people away and build my walls high?
I am not tired, yet
I will still love anyway.

Notes; People come and go, and to be sad means that we truly care. But there's not much energy in us to be sad in every farewells made, so live and love anyway. And learn to know when to smile when they leave.