How about this?

Uhm, fuck you. For years and years I longed for you. My heart beated for you. My lungs breathed for you. My soul needed you. & my blood would bleed for you. I'd finally accepted fate - that once again we'd never relate. Then one day you popped back in. The words you spoke rekindled again. You'd longed for me - how uncanny. You'd dream for me, too. How can that be? It seemed you were all in. I moved mountains to breathe again. Then just as quick, right back out. From 100 to 0 now full of doubt. So here I stand, or lay rather. Nothing left in my heart- void matter. Hollowed out back into space. Back to a place we don't relate. I was comfortable here before. & now what's left is tired and sore. i'm tired of the tears now so they can stop. oh shit, not now; another drop.