listen to what i am not saying

To refuse an offer is an insult.

Yeah, right. Lately, I have been getting a lot of these...not the offers. Puts my patience to the test, but my spirit in condemnation of waking up. Nowadays, it is but necessary to think a thousand and twice before offering any kind of caring. It is more than an insult to be driven away by the people you care about (...please, am trying so hard to be skeptical...). Damn, it hurts like hell.

I do not give up just like that. Often, I am passive because I hate arguments, but it doesn't mean that I do not feel unappreciated. I am more sensitive than I apparently am. I may have less demands, but it does not mean that I am not needy. Most especially, when I am silent it does not mean I do not have anything to say.

Hearing almost the same things from a friend, I have come to a conclusion: you will never know what you have, unless you loose it.