all the "i really miss you" does indeed reflect one's impact in another's life.
Fear of whether I've been a friend to people around.
If ever I'll still be their"friend" next time
or just merely some friend whom they need to satisfy their need in this certain of time.
If ever I worth as "friend" in their eyes?
If ever I'd tried my best to be one
If ever I matter to them.
Friends yes a lot. But those who really are?
Can't really predict or judge whether you have been one eh?
who knows, that in the end
you may be just some tissue papers used by those who are in need.
behind the scene never seen.
taught, not to hope for a repay or whatever.
fear eh?
when all you try is to be a friend to all the people around
and when nobody remembers you.
tough not?
