& you may have treated me like a small kid.
You expect me to be sitting here every week, waiting and waiting.
Just to spend a little time with you.
& each time something crops up, you renew your promise.
So,once again I sit and wait for you.
But something else happens.
& then I realise you never wish to do what you promised.
You just said it to make you feel better on the inside because you know guilt is gnawing you.
Guilt because you know there are people here who care so much for you & make such a big fuss over you when you come.
But what do you give in return?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
So if you're going to repeat your promise again to me,
I won't be as expectant & excited as a child awaiting candies.
I won't put much hope in spending time with you.
I won't.

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