Returning it

Returning a favour is such a simple task, but many over look it. One day you told me "if you ever need anything I'm here." The next day I remember you walking out the door so quickly it felt like a blur. You went to help someone, but I also needed help. It's hard, and I was there for you through the highs and lows. I try and make things as easy as possible burying my feelings, and thoughts, deep down inside.  Yesterday, you said you were here for me. The next thing I know the other side of the line is silent. Nothing but soft breathing. I take a deep breath, and hang up. I am not alone. I can do this. Taking a day to myself was much needed. I thought you'd be curious, maybe feel nervous. What happened? Was I OK?  Silence Nothing but silence ringing in my ears. I don't want to admit that is what I expected, but what did I expect? A paragraph? An essay? A sentence? A word? A second. One second of your time, to make me feel wanted was all I thought I deserved.  Nothing Nothing is what I got in return, until I asked if you were ok. Until I forgot why I was sad/mad/angry. I dropped it all for you. Because I cared. Because I care. It's hard knowing you need someone there for you, but the one person you want isn't able to help. Sometimes that's how it is. It's life. It will go on. With happiness, with sadness. Love or heartbreak. Keep your head up high, and remember that someone needs a you in their life. Help that person. Maybe you can safe a life.  Xx