Still, no words can describe this feeling of brokenness and emptiness. No one can help - or maybe someone can. There’s just a time, where leeways have to be given, when you just have to give the girl a break. Let her know she is loved. Let her know you want and need her. Let her know she ain’t that loser that she currently thinks she is.

Running dry and I’m hoping for a refill.
I call this quarter life crisis - nothing big, everything small.

-Quoted from Gerry but totally describes how I feel now