Vacuum

Sometimes I don't feel like I'm myself. I cannot imagine the future when he's with somebody else and really completely out of my life. Then again, who can tell the future?

Que Sara sara, whatever will be, will be.

It is only when listening to songs on my playlist tonight that I kind of got in touch with who I was and who I am. It speaks what I can't say, shows what I cannot show.

Detachment from him, from his life. Only watching from afar, can't do anything, like a glass between us. I don't know how to put it. Emptiness inside, like that vacuum when he decided that it was enough. I want to tell him that I like him and miss him, but it isn't possible. It won't be possible in the future either.

I feel like I lost something.

Do you know, I'm smiling like there's nothing wrong, when inside I'm empty.

A lot of things don't matter, now that I've gotten them. I realize that's because all I want is you.

More than that, I want you to be happy.

This is reality. I can't always have what I want.