I crave the feeling I once had.
The seductive, yet subtle feeling that you would never be mine.
The rush of hormones that filled my body and brain
every time I felt you pull away.

It was never you I truly wanted.
It was the feeling of not having you that I craved.
The feeling of never being able to stare you in the eye,
for you to tell me that I am yours and
you are mine.

The dopamine has dissipated.
The feelings have vanished.
And for now I wait.
Until another comes along,
to make me crave their lack of love.