you can fill it with thoughts of another,
or perhaps love,
or any little thing you can imagine -
but when that little tiny place -
the one you go to when you're hurt
where no one can reach you until and unless you let them -
when that place is empty,
and the emptiness is so vast the little place expands
until you believe it will take over you completely
and all you'll be is an empty shell, going through the motions,
that is when you must realize the emptiness isn't really there -
it's filled with fear and doubt, jealousy and resentment.
that's why it feels so empty -
there's nothing good there.