I've Been Replaced

Don’t you just hate that feeling of being replaced?



Or the thought of who or what you are being replaced by.


You know just when it has happens.


It’s not just shit you make up in your freakin head.


It IS most definitely for r e a l.


It’s soooooo not a pleasant thing.


You try not to dwell on it.


To know that you’re not as important as you once were.


Less requests to converse.
Fewer to none existent texts.
Less of a need to be seen.
Fewer moments alone.
Less contact


Then it is all gone, in a blink of an eye, as if there was never really anything there to begin with.
Then your left with just pure saddness.
You act as if you didn’t see it coming.
But
You most definitely saw it fucking coming.
You just chose to ignore it.
You just wanted to live in the happy moments.
Untill there was no longer any of those fucking moments left.

All you are left with are the memories.