Fill me

I am empty.
There is a hole in my heart.
For some reason,
It can't be filled.

Not with books,
They just make me wish they were reality.
Not with family,
For some reason, I can't stay away long enough.

Friends fill me.
Until one pours me out.

I've never had to fight for happiness this hard in my entire life.

Maybe it's because I said goodbye to you.
Maybe it's not.

I feel alone in a city of 150,000 people.