The secrets and pain she had once spilled from her mouth into my ears once upon a time. She used to run to me with all that troubled her, okay most of what had troubled her and now like a faucet that has been abruptly turned off it has stopped. I feel no longer needed and since I am pretty much like a guy, it hurts. I don't believe that she knows that she is hurting me. I suppose she wouldn't I have said a word about it.
She has him now. I am just lingering in the shadows to fill in the times that he cannot. I am no longer the one who gets run to with problems. In fact, it basically everyone who has stopped. =/ trust me dearies it sucks. I adore being needed, thrive on helping other, and now like a fish out of water I am suffering in the emptiness of it all. It causes me to feel lonely.
I get no more help me phone calls, no more heartfelt texts. I am no longer the shoulder to cry on. I feel like a nothing. A time-filler worthy of the role of a pathetic background character in her life, though she declares otherwise. My emotions are muddled and confused about the lack of apparent need of me in the lives of those who love me.
Melodramatic? Maybe, If that is how you want to see it but for me no. I loved to be needed. Need to be needed, is far more important then being wanted. I want my advice and ear to be able to end others misery. I want to help in the way I know how. But......
She doesn't need me because she has him now.
Well, if this is who I believe it's about, 'tis untrue. But 'tis deep and your POV. lol
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