That's how I feel. I can't talk to anyone about what's bothering me. I don't feel like they'll understand. Because, really, i don't quite understand. Does that make sense? How can someone not understand how they feel? There are some things...that you just can't make go away. Like love for example. If you love someone, you can't just wake up and say I'm not going to love them anymore. You have to try and get over them. And it may be one of the hardest things i've ever had to to. Because I don't have the strength or energy or will to do it anymore. I'm just falling. That's how it feels. I'm falling, and hitting every rock on the way down. I just want the feelings back. The happy ones. Where did they go? I can fake happy. Really well. I even believe it sometimes. And then something happens. And I crack. And fall apart again. Why? That's what I don't understand. Is it the sad music? Is it my parents? Is it him? Is it stress? Is it other people trying to help? I don't know. Well, it's 4:15 am...and I need sleep. So..yea. Good night.