Afterthought
Slowly fading into nothingness
By virtue of distance
Out of conversations
Out of sync
Out of the lives of the few I considered my dearest,
Added now;
more as an afterthought.
Yet another one goes down the drain
I’m partly to blame.
People move
Things change
Life happens
and now I lurk in their silences.
My expectations like a shadow, follows me,
Ready to strike, the minute they get a little high
Showing me my place and worth
Of what I deserve.
I struggle to not let resentment build
As I swipe through their stories
Seeing them making memories with friends
I swear I can see myself there
Maybe not anymore
As I bow out before the curtain drops
Leave before I get left
To give myself some grace
And move away from yet another group of people I used to call home