On her knees she blindly grasped for anything left with life.. Any relationship.. acquaintance. Friends were there when they needed uplifting, money, someone to just be there. Boyfriends were there for support, encouragement, physical satisfaction, confidence. Once her jobs were fulfilled, which they always were, they were all done. Got what they came for and they were gone. Straining to even find breath she grabs her chest hoping by some miraculous chance it would all be given back.. That just one of those hundreds of people friend.. Whatever would show her the love, dedication, heart that she so easily showed without even a thought of how it would turn out for her. But yet here she is again breathless between sobs blind and in so much pain it’s all beginning to numb. Maybe it will be better when she’s numb.. But that’s impossible.. She cares, gives and wants too much to allow even the amazing idea of never feeling or giving a shit to happen. She wants to no longer hurt and constantly cry over someone who isn’t worth it but to her they were worth it… She would’ve and practically gave it all for them but yet here she is alone & treated This way. If only someone loved half as hard.. Maybe she wouldn’t feel so.. Alone.