Why

It's a cold reality. I will never be good enough for anybody. Friends after friends leave me. The strange thing is, I always considered those who left me as my close(st) friends. Do they leave me because they're bored of me? Or is it my personality that got to them? I will never know. Well I guess it's part of life and I just gotta accept it. 13, met two girls and became the best seat buddies in class (or so we thought). In just 9 months or so they left. Misunderstandings never fail to win. 14, met one of my possibly life long friend. I thought life was gonna be alright for the next few years with her around. I was wrong. She left me a year later to transfer school. 15, finally got close to a classmate of 3 years and she was just someone who could accept me for who I am. Then it happened again. Left me about a year later to migrate to Canada. 16, wow finally thought I may have some real good friends. We laughed, we talked, we did everything together. Yup, you guessed it. A year later she left and found new friends. It's hard to accept the fact that I don't have friends who stay. It traumatises me to make new friends and call anyone my best friend. Life is harsh and it's only gonna get harder. Note to self, never give up. Allah has his plans for you.