For far too long, I have indulged you;
Trading my own emotions
In exchange for your empty touch --
Your hollow lust, your idle gaze.
In the midst of the silence,
I taste the feeling of defeat
That has threatened to permanently sour
The threshold of our love.
And now, the most frightening realization
Is not that we are but a remnant of what once was,
But rather the understanding
That we were never anything at all.