Still taking up the majority of my mind.
Every second, of every single fucking day.
When he left, he took a part of me away with him.
And I don't think anyone else can fill that empty space.
I've tried, but it doesn't feel the same.
It doesn't feel right.
Because the part of me he took can't belong to anyone else.
I haven't been sleeping properly for a long time.
And he's still the only thing I see in dreams, or nightmares.
Hope. Hope. Hope. Hope. It's such a waste.
I have tried everything I can possibly think of.
But his still the one I wait for hours to talk to.
Sometimes I wish he would disappear to make it easier.
But then all I'd do was miss him, a lot.
I can't let anyone else in.
What's wrong with me?