empty. silent. cold. just when i blog about how it no longer hurts that way, i wake up in this surreal emptiness. it does still hurt. this is bullshit.
i dreamt of you last night. again. i dont normally dream of the same person repeatedly over the sequnce of weeks. this time it wasnt a happy one. this one didnt make me miss you. this one made my heart drop and break like red crystal shards smashed against the wall.
promised afternoon dates and plans but now i feel like hiding myself in my room and being left alone to cry.
it hurts. it still breaks me.
i guess im really not that strong.
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