The rush is gone
I'm not sure how to feel
It's like I want to be upset
But I want to thank God..
Like I want to be sad, but tears no longer come..
I feel a deep aching in my chest
At the depths of my soul
I feel an emptiness, but also a sense of relief
It wasn't fun anymore,
No real communication, no longer a connection
I could no longer feel you
You closed yourself off from me
Then I closed off..
Started talking to all these guys
No real attraction, no attachment..
No real feelings..
You push and pull..
All directions, up and down, back and forth
My heart hurts..
I think this is the last one though
The last good bye
The last time I will cry over you or any other guy.
This is it…
No longer will I pine or yearn
No longer will I crave you
The rush is gone…
That excitement when we talk died
The flame burned out.