Tears for us forgotten

What is going on.
What is going on.
What is going on.
I needed you, but you weren't there -
when that little reassurance was all I needed.
I no longer know what I mean to you, and you no longer fill that space within me like you used to.
Sometimes... it feels like you're not there at all, but an emptiness of frustration and unanswered questions.

Emptiness that pulls like a vacuum on the heartstrings.
Half full is exactly half empty.