That all familiar feeling

The one I’ve come to know so well,

That heart ache that comes the night before the gloomy sun rises ,

Like a workaholic with a hangover,

The bird chirping that seem to say we told you so,

Like the sounds of love songs after a break up,

The sound of her voice,

The one place the spark was last heard,

The look in her eyes, where smoke has now replaced fire,

Her messages,just like the economy,

From fully formed sentences to reluctant three lettered urban words,

Is my network bad?

Has she found an upgraded version of me?

Or could it be the usual paranoia,

The same one I felt with the last stranger,

The one I’ve come to dread because of the all familiar feeling,

Either way, I’m scarred,and no one can heal me,

Except I replace this all familiar feeling,

With a whole new unfamiliar one.