Some hey days!

Have you ever felt like dragging things? Like you are the one always trying to be in touch. Trying to connect or something. Maybe the others don't want-- but yeah! you push hard. Broke my heart, many times. But then I have moved feeling hadn't I feel good if someone wished me on/for something? Wouldn't it feel good to be remebered and cared and loved? Life's about that right? But naah! it's not like that. It doesn't matter. Doesn't at all. Metta!