When I was a kid I believed people fell in love out of necessity. It seemed that it was impossible to live for a long period without it. I'd seen people destroyed over it, depressed, lost, and broken. There is a million words to describe a heart that feels no love. I used to believe that love was like eating or breathing. I realize now how wrong I was. Love is not easy. Love is not hard. Love is love. It is a four letter word. I have experienced it only once. I know that sometimes letting go of love is more refreshing than holding onto it. As humans we get lost in the notion that to be loved is to be needed. The reality is that love in itself is not needed. Most of the time, pulling yourself up can be as easy as breathing in and out.

If I am rain then he is the hurricane

If I am lost he is the map

If I have a heart he is its keeper

If I am broken he is my savior

If I lie awake on sleepless nights

He is the thoughts that haunt me until first light

If I am lost in despair then he is the soft fingers running through my tousled hair.

If I am the moon then he is the earth

I am forever revolving around him

She is the kind of girl that never smiles, but is always laughing.

The kind that breaks apart slowly inside, but seems perfectly fine on the inside.

She has a hollowed out chest and a hole where a heart should be.

There is no feeling other than utter loneliness to be felt.

She is the girl in the mirror