Unforgiven

You know that feeling when you think you know someone, but in the end you didn't know them at all?
Yes, that feeling is running thru my veins, going in every possible way showing me the foolish person that I am.
That feeling, it's hard to describe, but not impossible. It is like I'm shivering, but I'm not cold. Feeling sick, but not being at all.
Disappointment is what I feel, and I can't get rid of this. The words are few for me to explain, the silence is the best way to express it.
Such long years, so many suppost to be friends. Their way to react to such little things that are big for me is impressive. The label that they put in me is shocking, because I'm not a little girl anymore... I truly understand what they mean with the words that they are letting skip away from their mouths.
You think that I can understand it all, that it is all okay. You think that if I fall, i can get up again. What if I can't? What would you do? Would you let me be on the ground, being pushed one step at the time?
It hurts so much when you think that you're part of something, something that matters, but after all you're not. You're nothing but a naive sweet little girl. You mean nothing to them. You lived in a fantasy... a good fantasy I suppose.
Thank you for being that way. I'll always cherish the times, the laughs, the dialogues that we have shared. It was good feeling at home for all these years. My second family is now long gone...