Finally Cold Hearted.

The passionate lava that surges through my heart has finally departed.

Maybe it’s cooled, or took it’s heat to somewhere new.

Somewhere where it’s needed more.

Somewhere where it’ll be productive.

Every crush I’ve had has crushed me,

Love is supposed to make you breathe deeper.

Every lustful moment I’ve had was liable to blind me.

My eyes now a ravenous eagle designed for precision.

My prey is no longer your heart, or attention

Getting more of me, more money...

Getting closer to where I’m supposed to be

By becoming whiskey neat on the rocks instead of forgotten hot tea.