"And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make."

In the end nothing remains. All those people who told you that they'll be there come hell or high water, they lied between their teeth. The ones who said they'll love you till the very last minute couldn't wait to walk out of your life. Some were lucky/unlucky enough to not have you as a part of their lives any more. Your care and concern makes no difference. It only gets thrown back at you in sacks of dirt called Selfishness and you're asked if it's just one of those days or are you always inconsiderate. Then there are clowns who won't want you for themselves but can't bear the fact that you're happy with your life. They claim to know better. In some awful sense you apparently "belong" to them. But they seem to be the first ones to drop you like a hot potato and want to have nothing to do with you after a certain point. Woo hoo!! And how is it that every time you aren't in touch with some people, it's your fault? Like you're the one who is portrayed as the busy-snobbish-high flying one; the one who's "changed"?

Cut out the NOW insignificant bits of your life. You're meant for bigger things! And a million dreams.