Still feeling an emptiness.
When I am very busy I do not think about it.
When I stop for a minute, it is there, lurking, ready to hit me.
When I lay down to rest I think about it.
From a logical point of view, if I love this person I should be happy to accept what she wants and does. True love is total acceptance no matter what, reciprocated or not.
Spiritually, I am missing a piece that has been ripped out.
How do I reconcile that?
There's a Hole In My Soul
That's been killing me forever
It's a place where a garden never grows
There's a Hole In My Soul
Yeah, I should have known better
Cause your love's like a thorn without a rose
(Aerosmith)
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