Sometimes you really can’t help but wonder how people actually see your value in their lives. On one side of the spectrum you’re absolutely elated how somebody’s world literally revolves around you. The kind where you just feel so special, so important. The kind where you yourself feel that nothing else matters in the world other than this wonderful happiness that seem to flow in you.
And then there’s the other side of the coin. The one where you become nothing but a disposable aspect of one’s life. The one where you feel like you’re not worth anything and that no matter how hard you try, you will never matter.
The even sadder part is when that one person who lifted you so high up would also be the one who would drop you like a hot potato. It’s ironic isn’t it, when the person who comprises your whole world is the same one who would destroy it.
I like that word. Shattered. When something really bad happens and you just feel like everything about you crumbles into pieces. Like glass that’s been smashed. And no matter how hard you tried to stop it, the glass gets smashed.
There is no point in holding on to anything.