Friend Un Friended

I’m left thinking why’d I bother treating some I’ve met proper they take then its forgotten one day it all turns rotten, what’s with them both men and women, don’t communicate explanations, hide like a lunatic need investigation, we were once great friends now it’s avoidance I guess mates end to my annoyance and frustration as I cannot trace them see faces or replace them, were we ever great friends when damage deepens and displaces creating space with ease, links free up and paths release, alive but deceased, memories of many remain now masquerading as pain, guess people change grow estranged nothing stays the same, but with new should I do it again help when they strain, entertain plenty watch it empty with stains, cus I hate seeing him or her when it’s not, so why bother