Involvement

Sometimes people need me.

He had a sad day. A day of loneliness, a day when he wondered who his friends really were.

I thought about him several times that day. I thought about calling, just out of the blue, not realizing he was having a hard time, but I didn't. And it probably would have meant the world if I had.

Someone else did. They showed up in his life, they helped. I'm glad they did. But it could have been me.

And now I'm not sure whether to apologize, or just leave it unspoken and try to be a better friend in the future. A friend who is actually involved in the life of my friends.