For years

I've done all I can

To make people

Happy

Safe

Well advised

Would jump

At the chance

To help

Always there

And yet

I get busy

Not there as often

At the snap

Of the fingers

And what?

I get forgotten

Important news

I find out about

By mistake

Error

A grapevine

Hours

Days

Weeks later

I don't get it

What has changed?

Am I not allowed

The luxury of

Passing time

Drifting to the clouds

Being busy

With myself

Like everyone else?

As if I'm banished

From the friendship circle

A scarlet letter all that

Defines me now

Under quarantine

We used to be

So close

Now we are

So far

Why is it so?

Yes people grow apart

Must it happen though?

Did others

Take my place?

Can you see my shadow

Wishing it was still

As brightly lit

In your eyes

While you turn away

Frustrating

Sad

Sucks!

I don't get it!

But

Am I really supposed to?