people-always-leave

I wish that when someone asked me if I was okay, they looked into my eyes and really asked. And I wish they would know I was a liar when I said I was “fine”. And I really wish that when they asked, they truly cared about my answer. And when I got angry and pushed them away. I wish they would come back and tell me everything would be okay. I wish people really stayed. But people always leave. Maybe I would feel hope again if that one person came and changed my mind. But they haven’t come yet. And I’m still here. Alone and waiting.
—  Things I think about all the time, but especially today.