No.

From everything to nothing.

It is difficult to accept that the one who once gave me his utmost attention no longer casts a glance in my direction, much less care about me. A fool to have clutched tightly onto something that was a figment of my imagination, I should have realised that it was long over in your opinion.

A sole regret lingers - despite nuances piling aplenty, your lips departed not the words I'd longed to hear. I'd waited years for those moments which are now locked away as memories. With a single negation, you'd given me the answer that left bitter tears. Wrestling with denial, a part of me fervently hopes that you would turn around, wipe away my tears and with a laugh, tell me that you were pulling my leg.

Touch me before you leave. I watch my familiar scrawls, "Take my hand. If I should slip from yours, it is because you have chosen to let go." Absent-mindedly, I stretch out my hand to hold yours, but wisps of cold air are what I grasp instead.

Love of my life, adieu.
I will miss you.

I'm sorry for the tears I've made you cry

I guess this time it really is goodbye

You made it clear when you said,

"I just don't love you no more."

-- Craig David "Don't Love You No More"