I do not hate being replaced, i hate being forgotten.

The worst feeling in the world- being replaced. It was one of the most heartbreaking thought. As the cliche goes, 'people come and people go' Although yes, people come back, but also, as they come back, they're position in one's heart could also be replaced. That's how i feel today. It's not actually, romantically, but its more of a work issue. I do not hate being replaced, i hate being forgotten. But anyway, who would actually love being forgotten? No one. Embracing these thoughts makes me sick and sad all at the same time.