i already forget how i used to feel about you

isn't it strange how people always revel in the misery of other people? we always gather to talk about scandals of other people. we always want to find out about everything sad that's happening. Then we try to talk and understand what goes on, but when we get tired of the novelty, we forget it, dismiss it. And our poor friend is still there, bleeding from the wounds. How many of us actually like sad people? We like the sad events but not the person. We don't care much about happy people, we don't care much about sad people, we only bother about scandals. Sick voyeurism. How many know how to really be a friend, to continue empathising even when you have gotten over your own initial shock? No doubt it is tiring, and your friend may tell you everything is ok, but perhaps your friend knows that it is tiring for you and doesn't want to bother you.