How does one go from desiring someone to not giving a damn? I remember how the sight of your skin drove me wild, But now, even when I feel it this close, I am lifeless, numb. Once, your touch was electric, setting my soul on fire. Now, it feels like a ghost passing through me, Leaving no trace, no spark, just an empty void. I used to dream of your lips on mine, Your body melting and joining with mine.