Sometimes I feel so unappreciated by the people around me. Whenever I do something for people, I do not expect them to do anything back for me. All I want is these 2 words - thank you and a smile.
It’s so annoying that whenever I do something for someone they just brushed it off like it isn’t a big deal. Indeed, it isn’t a big deal but over time these “little” deals will accumulate and be more than those “big deals”. How difficult is it for them to get their manners right?
I love helping/giving things to people out because seeing them happy makes me happy too, somehow. However, as time passes, it just feels that people are taking my gestures for granted and it seemed like I owed then a living and it’s my duty to do something for them.
I think enough is enough. I’m done being nice to those who aren’t deserving.
"You remember too much,
my mother said to me recently.
Why hold onto all that? And I said,
Where can I put it down?"
"Some days breathing is both too much and not enough."
"I’m tired… I’m so tired. I thought I just needed a night’s sleep, but it’s more than that."
Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
You know he is a symbol of your weakness, your Kryptonite. How he rushes in like wildfire and burns through everything you worked so hard to build since he last left you in ashes.
"I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am."