Losing you

Empty, that's how i feel. These blank pages stare at me and beg to be filled What do i draw? What do i write? I got no passion in me I got no joy No hope Nothing but the abyss of your absence. When did it happen? Since when did i need someone to be who i am? Helping them, making them smile, living for them, it used to be natural for me. Now, it feels like a task; like its a burden to be me. Yet, it makes sense How can i spread happiness when i ain't got it inside me? Where did it get lost, i wonder? Maybe it's safe with you. Then, it's a lost cause for me. I'll never get you back. I'll never get me back.