That’s how it feels

When you wish you could love something more but you don’t

Like waking from a 5 year dream

How could it have been a dream?

I want to go back to sleep

To fall back in love with what I have poured my heart into

Now all that is left is muscle memory

And useless skills

A nagging ghost that reminds me of what it used to be

The box that was full of life is now

Empty.