Sometimes I feel like there's a deep hole inside of my heart, a void that at times seems to burn.

Its funny to think about, but I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean.
Waves of powerful emotion thrashing against a cold hearted wall, thats long forgotten how to feel at all.

I have this dream of being happy, and whole.
Not going to bed every night..
Waiting..
Wanting..
Wanting something that may not even be in the cards for me.

I just wanna be seen.
I just wanna be loved.
I just wanna be somebodys somebody.
I just want..
The real thing..


The kind of love that whispers softly to your soul and lights you up like the fourth of july.
The kind of love that with just a kiss, time slows down and the world melts around you..like a flame to a candle.

But its hopeless to dream...
Sometimes I think, maybe I already had my chance at happiness..

Maybe I was supposed to feel the crash and burn of unrequited love.

Maybe the firey second degree burns from that firey end was suposed to be my lessons learned..

I dont know...
I know that I dont want to believe it.
But maybe love just isnt meant to be...


For me.