bonafide

I wonder what happened to you.

I wonder what happened to the person who lived for others. Who lived for those random acts of kindness that made our days. Who earned our love by how much you cared.

What changed?

I used to catch glimpses of the old you here and there. Not quite the same as before, though they were still there. But not anymore.
I think it's sad that I saved those messages to keep as proof. To help me believe that you still love me, especially when you seem like you forget I exist.
Yes, shit happened last year. But that's not the fault of these people who you are affecting now. They have done nothing but been there for you, and you continue to let them down and treat them like shit.

I'm tired of always being there for you and you never being there. I'm tired of you choosing certain times to talk to me, then never talking to me all the other times.
I sometimes hear from other people that you were talking about me. Saying that I mean a lot to you. It would have been nice if you could have said that to my face.

I don't understand you. I understood when you would tell me that you had problems, but you didn't want me to worry about it and get me involved. What I don't understand is now you actually do need me? How suddenly now, you expected me to be there.
Apparently you wanted to see me. But I couldn't be there. And now it's like you've dropped off the face of the earth. Deceiving, lieing to the people who have always been there for you.

There are people out there who fucking love you. You have to remember that you mean something to them. You have to remember what they mean to you.
Because if you don't start remembering that, you are going to loose them. And me.