I feel more like nothing, now, than I have ever felt.
I am more of an abyss than I have ever known.

I think love just isn't for me anymore.

Again, I have never felt such a nothing coming from inside myself.

My love is dead. My last embers of hope have finally cooled.

I even feel my ability to love anything, not just romantically, dying, and I'm not sure if it's worth the pain to hold on to it.