i feel so absolutely empty. i feel like sleeping- but i have dreams nonstop about you. i feel like dying, but i know i’m better than that. there is no escape to this endless pain that i know you are numb to. you slipped so slyly out of my hands in which you should have been staying so comfortably in.
empty. alone. sad. restless.
i know she says love doesn’t exist, but what is this?