Im Here but Not Really Here

I've come to realize how differently I feel things as compared to 99% of the world. Or, rather 99% of my little piece of world...
I have very few people that I love. But, those people are fully and completely without hesitation. I try to do what ever I can to make those people happy. And, probably since I am so fiercely dedicated to those people I’ve chosen to love, I also find that I feel taken for granted a lot more than I should.
There are probably other reasons for that I need you to make me feel as special as I make you feel. And I wait, and wait, and wait, and feel smaller, and less important, and more and more invisible. And anytime that happens, with anyone that I love, I feel bits of my inside being chipped away. I'm disappearing; I’m becoming less of me. And it hurts me, unbearably.
I know it's horrible and needy and pathetic, but that's what I’m feeling inside me.
And most of the times I say something, and some other times I say nothing; I just sit back and take it all. Because I can't walk away from the people I love. Whether they can see me all the time, or not.
But if they even tried to hurt me again I would shut them up and I won't even talk to those kind of people who enjoy hurting people and just laugh about it ,'cause I’m totally fed up .If I don't want to take this shit again then I just WON'T.
That was releasing, I feel much better now though still I’m irritated in the inside. However, it's been a beautiful day and I won't let anyone ruin it on me.