Forgotten

the hardest part of moving isn't the move in and of itself. it's being forgotten by the people who said they never would.

sometimes I feel stuck in the past. At least, that's where I wish I could be.

they

they look at you like an outcast.
somebody that doesn't belong.
a discarded piece of trash that somehow didn't make its way into the trash can.
an unwanted remnant.
their eyes reveal that your presence is unwelcome.
things used to be different. much different.
going from being the center of the universe to being a distant floating star is a hard transition to make.
a star would be an overstatement.
a statement that implies that you are enough to be considered as something.
sometimes it's hard to understand.
other times you are able to come to grips with it. but at the same time.
you don't want to accept the truth of the situation.
hopefully the future has more to offer.

Full cup of juice.
Open the book.
Find what's inside.
Spill the juice.
It was never really important anyway.