i miss you.

it's been a week without your texts, your place feels empty in my heart, especially because you stretched a hole, you made a place for yourself, then you left it empty, now its haunted, I'm haunted, you haunt me. I dream of you every night, mostly of what was between us, mostly what you killed. I don't know how to feel now that you're not here, I know I'll find someone else to be in that hole, but I'll never forget who made it in the first place. even though I know it's wrong to think about you, it's hurtful, it's hopeless, but I've been hopeless ever since you left, I think I've forgotten what it means to hope, but do I really want to hope? I've been feeling like I just want to end it all, end this pain, this misery that I'm going through, I don't know what keeps holding me though, maybe it's just the feeling of wanting to be loved before I'm gone,  sometimes I think I should give myself another chance, but I know it'll hurt again, I know nothing lasts forever.