when you first touch the plaster that has been newly stuck to your skin– it would feel foreign, because you're not used to it.
the plaster that protected you from any other injuries
that would make you wince in pain,
it didn't want to see you hurt anymore.
that plaster,
that helped you heal your wounds faster.
But now that you got used to it, you took that plaster (me) for granted and threw me away like how you would after the plaster helped you heal your wounds (helped you when you had problems)
maybe i was just like a plaster
too clingy,
one that just gets stuck to your skin and does nothing but irritate you
it feels horrible to feel this way because you meant so much of a friend to me
but
i meant absolutely nothing to you. (just a plaster)