I am writing this as someone that has been forgotten about.
I was sitting here tonight waiting for my best friend not just my friend but my best friend to come over so we could catch up from the week and just relax for a hour out of our busy week. He never showed up and even tho I know that 95% of the time he isn’t going to remember or he will have something better to do; it still hurts to know that I wasn’t important enough to be remembered. I ‘m not the life of the party kinda girl that everyone wants to hang out with and I don’t want to be but every time that I have set a time to hang out with you I have made it because that is what best friends do. And I’m not saying that I’m perfect by any means but every once in a while I want to be more important than the thing that just pops up or the video game that you have been playing for hours everyday.
I just want you to remember me.