I write poetry when I feel the light above my head... I don't like forcing things to write... I think it's stupid and doesn't turn out well when I do it that way... I've tried, I try to hard usually... I wish I could write more, but I'm unable to... I have nothing more to write about his lies anymore... maybe there is still something in me that could be my next amazing poem... I don't know... I know I'm going to be over him more and more everyday that passes... I only cried once after we broke up... not because I'm cold... but because I hate crying, showing my weak side... not many people have seen it... some have taken advantaged of me because I've shown it... I'm not sure... this isn't really a journal entry anymore is it?