Isn’t it worth it?

To try, for me.

For each other.

For our future.

For our friendship.

So why do I feel as if

I am an inconvenience,

As if I am the problem,

When really…

You just don’t want to try.

Isn’t that cold?

After everything we’ve been through?

All I wanted, 

All I needed, 

Was for you to say

‘I’m sorry. Of course I’ll try.’

Is that really so hard?

Is it really such a bother?

Isn’t it worth it?

For me?

Am I not worth it?

Is my comfort not worth it?

Is my friendship not worth more

Than the ease of something as

Small as a name?

My name.

Is it not important?

Does it not matter to you?

Does none of it matter to you?

But what if it matters to me?

Isn’t it with it?

For me?

Isn’t it worth it,

To try.

Just for me.