My hands are going numb,
I can no longer hold his
My eyes are getting tired,
I can no longer see him
My body is getting week,
I can no longer feel his warmth
My heart is growing cold,
And now it's not that I can't,
But I choose to no longer,
Love him.
Immortal Butterfly
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-longer-30/
