With time, you stop making excuses for people. You stop believing the "busy" lines and start seeing the truth hiding underneath: people make time for what they value. and sometimes, you just weren't one of those things. The ones who truly care will find a way to reach you-even when their life is falling apart. And the ones who don't? They'll hand you excuses dressed up as reasons and hope you accept them. It stings when you first notice it. Because you keep expecting your heart to come back to you in the same shape you gave it. But not everyone knows how to love with both hands the way you do. Not everyone has the kind of loyalty that shows up uninvited. Slowly, painfully, you learn to stop running after people who give you half-versions of themselves. You start valuing the souls who show up without being begged, the ones who don't make you chase them just to feel seen. In the end, the truth is simple and brutal: people aren't short on time- they're selective with where they spend it. And their choices reveal exactly where you stand in their world. Even when you wish the answer didn't hurt so much.