What next. . .

I don't know what I'm supposed to do next. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. 

One hug was enough to get me to balance out for two days. But what happens when no one is left to help me through the dark days. When no one is left for hugs. Or for simply asking if I'll be okay. 

What will happen when they all move away and I'm alone. . . 

When no one cares what happens to me. . . 

I'm losing everyone that's ever meant anything to me. . .