Shatter

There is nothing left to write about,

When all is said and done,

Because I no longer think of you.

In the way I used to.

There is no love, no softness

To inspire the sweet words.

My heart is empty,

Worn out,

From the emotional ride you sent me on.

I can’t even bring myself

To write a nice little line

About how much I miss you.

Because in the end all you did

Was shatter the last of me,

That was able to love.