because everyone I love seem to be slowly giving up on me. Others have already given up. I guess I really do test people’s limits. Before I know it, they’re gone. No they’re not coming back because I’m standing on the opposite side of the greener grass.
Then there are the ones who have never once left me. The ones who have never given up. It is now clear to me that these people are the real optimists. The people who really understand me without having to try so hard.
It’s true. Not everyone in the world can be friends.