A/N: I'm getting over a VERY long crush, so I'm coping. After a fashion. Yeah.

I hated when I loved you

Don't think I love you anymore

And this is why it's funny

I'm worse off than before

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You were my muse

You were my fire

You were my darkness

You are such a liar

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You were my obsession

You were sort of my friend

You are a ghost

And this is my end

..

Every sharp edge pulls to me

I look for you less than I did

My poetry is dull and cold

Life is so much harder to live

..

I've lost my infatuation

And the fake thing that I loved

You stole my inspiration

Now I need some long-sleeved gloves

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To cover the scars you gave me

To cover the pain I felt

If all my interest's gone now

Why am I still in this hell?

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You hardly stir my blood

Your blank eyes don't burn me

My heart doesn't really chill

I don't care that you spurned me

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My obsession was my anchor

And now I'm over you

I'm floating in this vacuum

Are these words even true?

….

Probably not Ryan's last chance to be my muse, but maybe. I am not sure.