They don't love you like I love you.

There's something about it being 1:00am and me feeling sentimental. I've just been thinking. And thinking. I've come across a thought. What if there really is a soul mate out there for us? What if there is one person out there that is perfect for us? What if there is someone out there that can fill this empty void I call a heart? Maybe we just have to look hard enough. Maybe there really is someone out there made for each of us. But I guess the question is, are you willing to try? to look for that certain person? I am, but I don't know if I can wait my whole life. I feel so empty. So alone. Like there is a permanent empty space inside of me. Almost like something died, and everything else is fighting a battle to stay alive. It feels like I am a cell that is missing a vital organelle. Something's missing, or not quite there. I feel numb a lot. Sitting by myself, listening to the rain is like the best medicine for me. Music is becoming my life now. I'm growing more and more dependent on it as I go. It's gotten to the point that I get major migraines if I go for too long without it. It takes away my emptiness. It's like a drug. And I'm sure as hell addicted. Well that ended up being a bit more depressing than I had hoped. Just a random thought. Next poem I write, I want to say Lyrical Lies.