Why is it that when I need you most, you’re not here? It makes me feel horrible. I’m always here for you when you need me. You tell me to let you know if anything’s wrong and you don’t respond. I lose two uncles and I’m weak. I need you but you’re not here. How can I ever trust you again? I wasn’t close to them but family is family. I still miss them. Thanks for being here during my loss. You say we’re friends but you just proved that wrong. At my most broken of moments you let me fall to pieces, and I can’t react to that. Thanks for nothing.
