I just feel empty.

The first thought that comes to mind when I think of "empty" is a glass not being filled. I'm the glass that's not filled. I'm not happy-nor am I sad. I just feel empty.

Like his kisses,his smile,the way he acts—is everything I always wanted & more. So why is it that none of this feels real anymore.

Is this how being careless is supposed to feel..almost like you’re missing out on something. I wonder to myself why I’m questioning something that’s really good for me,but when I turn off my light at night I still feel more alone than ever. I really can’t even pin point why.

I’m happy when he’s around,but I’m just lost without him..I wouldn’t say lost but I would say empty. I’m trying so hard not to put any effort into it cause once I do everything will fall apart from there,it happens every time.

Ahh thoughts of a teenage girl.