you don't know hurt until the people who claimed they would be their for you, avoid you like you're an awful plague
until the people that said they would never judge you, take everything you do & make you feel like you're under a microscope

watch them replace you

watch them block you out of every point of their lives

that's hurt, that's heartbreak

when the people you used to tell everything to, don't even care what you ate for breakfast

you'll walk through the halls as a ghost, the shell of what you used to be

and you'll wonder "why don't they like me? what can I do to fix it?"

nothing. you can't do anything except live
live like you never have before

be happy

show them that you have things to stick around for

make them see that they aren't the end all be all to what makes you who you are

and most importantly, realize that you can be happy.

you are allowed to be happy