I try to live more everyday, but every time I think I'm strong enough, I feel a part of me wither back. I don't want to be here, and I don't have the need to go home. I don't know what to do, or what to feel. I try to fill my everyday so I won't feel that piece of shattered emptiness. I'm tired of talking about it. It doesn't change a thing. I'm tired of running from it, it doesn't change a thing. I hate how vulnerable you've left me feeling. And I hate how much its affecting me. I no longer hope for you, yet my heart yearns for your presence. I try to win, but always end up tumbling down. Even if I cry, only the pillow would catch my tears. Even if laugh, it's gone for awhile. I try to change, but nothing felt like it has changed. I try to move on, but I don't know where to go. I try to see the light of everyday, but the rain keeps pouring. I wish to see your face, but I know, I'll feel the pain. I want to know how your days are, but it'll kill me to know you're not in mine. I've given so much, and had been left with so little.
At this point on, I don't know how to love again. I know, I have all the love filling in my heart, but I trust no one to give it to.
I miss you, but I don't want to know if you do.
Nothing will change. You will just always be... the one, that left.

Labels: 567, something from the soul