ever since you left my heart has felt empty
but somehow the nothingness weighs me down

it weighs me down to my bed and I can't get up in the morning
it weighs me down in my sleep when it corrupts my dreams

you didn't take anything
you just stained it

my heart isn't gone, it's just stained with your touch
it misses you every second
my music isn't gone, it's just stained with your absence,
it all reminds me of you.

my heart feels empty
yet I am so weighed down

when we text and call,
every single time I think that something has changed.
I feel full and free of stains

but the conversation inevitably ends,
and I realize
that I'm nothing more than a hobby