On being needed

It is times when I'm needed that I feel that I'm serving my purpose in life.

But when that need disappears, where does my place lie? Discarded, like an old piece of furniture locked-up somewhere just waiting for the day when it will be of use again.

I guess I'll just stop expecting, it will lead to less disappointments anyway.

Its just hard when you know that things were not like this in the past. I should stop living in the past.

But no matter how frustrating it gets, the slightest thought of you clears all doubts from my mind. I am so in love with you...