There is something broken inside me. A part of me that cannot be fixed. I thought it was my heart but I have loved and been loved in return and still, something inside me remains empty. There is a hole that cannot be filled. Not with love, not with happiness, not with feelings. It consumes emotions with a hunger but never seems to fill, it never seems to be satisfied. I walk around like a rollercoaster, feeling everything yet nothing. Hurting but not knowing where it hurts, where all this pain comes from. Maybe it’s my soul, a part of me that cannot be seen, that cannot be touched, that cannot connect with the world around me.