you miss the one that you love but the one that you miss you don’t even love so then your left with this emptiness which is sure to consume your soul one of those many nights in your wake and temporarily chemically intoxicated stupors. the world is sleeping and your alone physically but no, not emotionally because you know i’m here in your thoughts. you will always hear me and your going to find another person to love who will then be the person you miss but eventually be the person you do not love either. its all a continous circle and your gonna fuck around and break hearts just to fill in the emptiness temporarily. your gonna hate that they hate you for thinking they found love but who did they love anyway? you on the outside or you on the inside or some part that your not quite sure existed because most of the parts were just another temporary state. you don’t care if they fall for you. its better than nothing but you know it and always have that your better alone and a hell of a lot more something. this is how you always were and maybe you forgot because you didnt listen to me and you were at war but now i remember and so do you.