There are some things that I own. I don’t mean like my favourite shirt or my cellphone. I mean people. Yes I don’t own these people. But I own a little part of their heart, of their thoughts they spend every day. Sometimes I am surprised if they waste a minute talking to me. Spending time with me.
But then. Then they are suddenly gone because I didn’t take care of them. Because I neglected them. Because I didn’t know how important they were. And then, when they are gone I feel lost. I feel alone. And then I realized how much I needed them. I only appreciate things when they are gone and I can’t get them back.
Please don’t leave