Expire Alone

Later I slowly understood, Some tenderness has a shelf life. Your unreserved preference and blatant indulgence, They are all just gifts given on a whim. Passion will fade, tenderness will expire, After the novelty wears off, All that's left is indifference, perfunctory, and indescribable alienation. I hold on to the tenderness that has expired and refuse to let go, But I forgot that you had already withdrawn all your love.