Faded Poetry: Faded Love

Lost in the poetry of deceit, my pen gave out of ink,
How smoothly you used to create, imprint, and implant on my page but now the ink no longer flows....
I tried to tap the pen to get the ink to come out but the more I tapped, the more the ink began to fade...
Creating a disconnection between pen and paper;  I now have to throw you away because somehow in writing this poem, my pen gave out of ink, interrupting my desire to write...
With this disconnection my passion has changed, now the love that I once had for you has faded, just as the ink to this poem...