Empty.
I have felt so many times.
Empty, lonely, or otherwise lacking.
Rejection has become my norm.
Not good enough is how I was made too feel, my body, my mind.
I have been made too feel ugly, unappealing, I grew used to that.
I let someone in that let me think I was boring and stupid, and very replaceable.
I let someone in that just wanted to be noticed like me, but she moved on.
I let myself wide open for someone special, someone who is my only light in the darkness, my only smile, she is my drug, I would overdose in her.
I miss her light.
