Who matters?

People always want you to be there when they need you. What about the time when you need them? In this fast moving world, you can't take one moment's breath. People give up on you, they leave, their world will always be bigger than yours. 

Sometimes you can't even rely on you. At times now when I cry, they are just hollow tears. I don't even know who or what am crying for. Everything and everyone has dissapointed me. Maybe because I expected a lot. Maybe because I thought it would help. But it doesn't. 

You are somebody's memory. No matter how much a happy one you want it to be, you will never matter, you will be forgotten. One minute, one hour and one day at a time. Because when you really matter, you know. You don't doubt it.