Sometimes when I'm sitting here,
My mind drifts off and wonders about us.
I wonder where we went wrong.
So I think long and I think hard,
And that's when I remember.
I remember exactly.

I stopped getting chills from your touch.
I stopped smiling when I was reminded of you.
I stopped getting weak in the knees when I saw you from across the room.
I stopped loving the feeling of you biting my lips.
I stopped laughing at all your jokes and remarks.

I started to feel sad on a daily basis.
I started to realize that I was no longer number one on your list,
but more like seven or eight.
I started spending a lot of time alone,
waiting for your call.
I started to think again,
cluttered thoughts like I used to.
I started to hear the voices again,
telling me I didn't matter.
I started to look at myself and point out flaws that might make you not love me anymore.
I started to lay there and ache at 4 a.m.

So, it's times like these,
Times when I'm sitting here thinking,
That I remember exactly what happened.
What a sickness you were to my soul.
I realize that I'm better off sitting here craving love,
Than to be sitting here giving it out to people who do not need it.