Relung

28 April 2022

I’m in the state of constant fright that you will leave me someday. I realize that in the end it’s me, a person that you choose for you to stay. Over and over time. Here we are still talk and laugh. You choose me to stay in your life after all the problematic in me.

Is it just my prejudice?

Does the conversations mean anything?

I once never doubtlessly believed in that. But since I had got replaced easily by the piece of fleeting temporary things, I frequently questioning my place.

I’m aware that I cannot control how do people value me. But can you please stop acting that I’m valuable when I’m not? And if I am, can you please treat me as it is?