vacancy

True love is when you shed a tear and still want him. It’s when he ignores and you’ll still love him. It’s when he loves another but you’ll still smile and say, “I’m happy for you,” when all you really want to do is cry… and cry.

Not enough to fill that heart vacancy. I've been typing.. and typing. I deleted entries, deleted many of them actually. However my words got backspaced even though I know this is a space you'll never visit. I've got her tumblr opened in another window under my safari and I thought maybe that person is her. Yeah I'm stalking stalking stalking. As I continue reading, in my mind it kept me wondering, hmm so maybe she's your kind of girl. She's right, you've got a smile that could light up this whole town. One day if I stop tweeting and you realized, don't ask me why I'm so quiet on twitter. You muted me.

Taking a leap of faith? Trusting people? Following your heart? Sorry I've tried many times, but I don't believe in any of that anymore. I failed, I fell, I fell hard, and I'm giving up. Are those words complete bullshit or what? I won't take back these words until I get the right explanations I need. I don't give a fuck? No, I still do but I'll stop showing it. You made me lose hope in pinky promises you know? I'll forget these 15 days.

God, seriously why are you doing this to me?