I love him.
I feel empty.

I know I need to finally get over this,
that he nor no other person can fill that hole,
that only I can.

But after all this time,
it only gets a lot more difficult.

I thought I was better about it today,
but I'm not.

Time heals all things,
but time also wore on for too long.

I pity everyone else reading these things,
because they're probably just waiting for me
to stop whining and start doing

...