Ocean Resilience ~ by AquaSixio

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Ocean Resilience ~ by AquaSixio
I have always held the belief that I'm irrelevant in other people's lives.
People love me—my friends, my family—but not enough to remember me when I'm not around. They are busy living their lives, and that's been fine, even better than fine because it makes me feel safe from gossip or any harm. I strongly believe that nobody talks about me ever. There's nothing to say. Not that I'm unremarkable, just foreign, like a nice person you met once in the subway or in a club bathroom, and never catch up with again in life.
Until you. You used to tell me how people ask you about me all the time. These past two years, that certainty has become a fear, a scar, because I always think of you, but I'm sure I never cross your mind.
The forgoten boy
Who could also be a girl
Or a nonbinary human
Or an alien that tried to look like a fluffy dog
Who knows
F O R G O T E N
Its understandable why people treat me this way, it's hard to feel like someone cares about you when they struggle to remember the most basic things about you, even the next day.
I would struggle to, but it doesn't make it easier, I don't want to forget this much, I don't want to.