Have you noticed the way we never have anything to talk about? How the words we use to fill the empty space are just as empty,
a void filling a void, useless words. Why do we use them when they get us nowhere? Trying to force something to work when it’s clearly
already over. I wasn’t the one you were meant to find, and you weren’t the one I was meant to love. I can’t make you love me and that is something so difficult to learn.
Difficult to accept that maybe you’re with me just to fill that empty space, just for a little while.