You’re no longer pretty
There came a day that passed, where your eyes stopped making my heart melt. The mystery evaporated from your skin, and I am no longer curious by the secrets in your lips. Your face evokes the memory of nothing, in fact it looks like any other girls. I see the flaws and blemishes of your body, and you no longer glow in my eyes.
Sometimes I wonder what happened, sometimes I wonder why I don’t feel anything. The truth is you’re no longer pretty, not at all, not for me.