Eaten

Its funny how a small little sentence, from the right person, just a few little words, spoken or written, can suck all the happyness from your world.

Scratch that. Its not funny at all. Not in the least.

Its like walking up a staircase, and taking a step you know to be there, and finding it missing. Your foot goes through the air sickeningly, feeling almost shocked that the step would do such a thing.

Or perhaps its like having a group of friends,  who you hang out with all the time, to the point of neglecting your relationship with your other friends, just to hang out with these. One day, a person or group of people come along and your friends, like one being, turn and go to this new intrest, leaving you behind to think "Huh. So THATS where I fit in.."

Maybe its like having a girl you like lead you to belive that she likes you as well, only to hear her say to no one in partucular that she cares for somene else. Leaving you wondering if that makes you a toy or a backup.

Or maybe it feels like betrayal. A small, untrusting hermit crab pokes his head out of his shell, finally, slowly, carefully. He grows confident, and pokes out some more.... and is promptly eaten.

I feel eaten right now. I had no idea how much weight I put on that step until I found it was gone.