Try to numb the pain
With alcohol and pills
But it won't repair your trust
You can't stand on two fucking feet
With a substance as a crutch
-Bring me the Horizon

With an empty heart I returned to an empty home, an empty head.
And this emptiness fills me up only to fade away to take even more of me with it.

There are no flowers, no, not this time,
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
-AFI, This Time Imperfect

I always get too attached. To someone, to something.
Anyone could be everything to me. Everyone could be nothing to me.

I don't know why we met.
Maybe because my life was so empty. And yours was filled with so much positivitiy and life.

Or maybe because you were make-believe like everything I ever loved.