People. People who never promised me anything. And yet I always assumed that they would be there, that they cared. I never heard them say it, but I always guessed that I mattered to them. And no, they didnt do anything. All they did was have other people who were more important to them. Is this jealousy? I dont know. But I hope it isnt. I have always learnt never to expect anything from anyone and yet I keep falling through the same ditch. Tonight, this ends.