They will forget about me , i know . They always have . I am just another person whose name they may know , whose face they may see a thousand times , yet forget the sound of my voice , the beating of my heart and endless hellos'.
They never seen me cry or express my deepest fears and wildest desires . I know alot about them . But they don't even know my favourite colour or the many things I have done to keep sane .
They will forget . They always do .
~A.