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An entry of how I feel. Please, keep in mind, I could think of no other way to vent this.

Hollowness. A synthetic happiness.
Puts out pain, and misery. Gives out it's own feeling of ecstacy, and tranquility.
Takes love, and time. Before you notice how people really care.
I'm always a day late, and a dollar short. Gone, is the one who fixed it, and showed me.
But this is not the worst tale. She will be back, in a few more months.

Who's to know if she's the one to be?
Who's to know if she's the one for me?

Star-crossed lovers, with less a penalty. Two who care, and cannot be.
Don't worry, I'm not depressed. It will all get better, eventually.

Kinda a random bit of poems about how I'd been feeling. I found out something about someone, and right after she had left for... Well, I believe it was three or six months. Found out she felt the same far too late, and why it'll never be. Hard to know what's best to be. I know, not like me to seem all like this. Life's been complicated lately, and I found out the thing I had been neglecting the most far too late. I suck at rhyming.