Empty.

I am empty.

Does my loneliness catch your attention?

Do you even care?

I used to be full,

to the very top.

Filled up to the brim.

That is where my story begins.

Then you got thirsty.

You drank from me.

I gave it all to you,

to fulfill all your needs.

Are you full,

up to the top, to the very brim?

This is where my story ends.