No one tells you

While it lasts it feels almost like the closest thing

to heaven.

But no one tells you that when it ends it feels like

a bottomless pit of unstructured emotions. 

What do I do with what's left of me after you've took 

almost all of me. 

You left what was left of me to wither away. 

Even if your words sound good, I know you had 

no intentions to stay.

But now you're gone, and I feel empty.