People are like stars.
They shine down brightly at night but disappear in the day...when I most need them. They always come back, though. Some leave and the others act like nothing happened. I talk to them all night but they have the same reaction. Why? Because they don't have a choice. I feel like I'm upsetting people. That you guys don't WANT to talk but instead do it so I won't feel bad. If that's the case...don't feel like you need to. There are others put there who need you. You guys are from different states, countries, continents, but I long to have a friend that will be there. A true friend who will actually listen. A friend i could lean on when I'm running out of energy. That was my wish every birthday I got, every Christmas I got to experience, and every shooting star I wished upon. That is my wish.