EternalPhoenix's Blogs

<p>I sit outside at night looking at the stars wondering how many more people in my life have to die or dissappear in order for my heart to finally become unmendable. How many times can my life forever be changed. One, two, maybe three? How many times must I tell myself that these tears aren't for nothing. That every tear that falls into these sheets somehow strengthens my resolve. How should I feel knowing that I will never see your smile again. I will never hear your voice say my name again. Ever. How can I help but feel that a unique part of me is gone forever. I feel like im just an empty space, a hollow shell without any substance. Theres so much that I wish I could have said to you.</p>