So it’s all over now babes. We picked that date. One last time. One last go. Then your silence kills it. I get it now my darling. This is the problem. I want it too much. And you don’t want it enough. That kills me. You have killed me. I have never felt so empty. I feel nothing anymore. You’ve left me numb. But it’s OK now because I know it meant nothing. I meant nothing. It was all for fun my love. I won’t bother you anymore sweetie. I’m done.