Empty

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Empty.
I'm empty.
My heart aches.
Acidic tears run down my face
Burning my skin with a reminder that no one will love me.
That no one will like me the way I do you.
Not now, not ever.
You have eyes for someone else.
For someone who doesn't have eyes for you.
Almost 8 billion people on this earth.
But no one has eyes for me.
They are all looking at someone else.
Never me. Never me.
All eyes are turned away from me.
Focused on someone who is focused on someone else.
It goes in a circle until someone breaks that it and they look at the one focused on them.
They focus on each other.
They love one another.
I want that but it will never happen.
So for now and forever I stay here my heart empty.
Waiting for someone to focus on me the way you focus on her.

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