In physics they taught me energy cannot be destroyed. Energy always has to go somewhere.
So I guess now I understand why I'm so tired all the time.
You took away all of my energy I once had in me.
When I was with you, you transmitted atoms of energy to me, or at least I thought so because I swear to god that I could feel it in the way my face would lay on your bare chest.
Now that you're gone, all of my energy has gone with you.
Somehow I was able to relinquish all of my energy to you, although now I know you never deserved it.
2 years later here I am,
tired,
nostalgic,
suicidal,
and depressed.
Hoping that perhaps someday I can figure out a formula of physics for which I will be able to acquire my energy back from you without hurting anyone like you hurt me.