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Entry 5

This week I've spent several nights in someone's bed. No sex, just sleep. Because even tho I know how I feel about her, she doesn't see me in that light. And I'm starting to fully let it sink in that she never will and I never stood a chance. So now I lie here, typing away, unable to feel sleeps sweet embrace. I'm tired of falling for women that feel nothing for me. I've felt too much heartbreak. But I feel too alone not to try. The loneliness claws at my skin like a stalker of the night, mailing away at my happiness till nothing is left but the void in my heart I'm desperately trying to fill. I have nothing left to give but an empty husk. I've given my heart away time and time again and each time it's been set aflame. Now I sit here burned and scarred beyond recognition...yearning for someone to love what's left of my tattered aka broken heart.