I knew that he would not have stayed for long because his love for me was ephemeral.
The first stage of his love for me was wild,
He would kiss me and whisper sweet nothings until I fell asleep.
He would spoil me with all of his love as if I would disappear if he stopped loving me.
"my love for you is so big that I wish I could give you the world, because you are mine" he would say.
The second stage of his love was calm,
He would say I love you but he didn't mean it like before.
He still loved me but not enough to give the world.
He would still hold me but it didn't feel the same.
The final stage of his love was the worse,
He no longer had any love to give because he gave it all during the first and second stage
"You drained me" he would say.
His love for me was ephemeral like a fever,
Wild at first then it slowly turns to nothing.
