Ah beautiful, fresh pain - I am alive again!

Love hurts. I say that because I know. Love is... or was amazing. It's an incredible feeling to know what she's going to say. It's more incredible the way she has me on the edge of my seat because she's so completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to explain, but she filled some void in me, and now, without her, I'm missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, wholeheartedly be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any more...