Once more with feeling

'I touch the fire and it freezes me.
I look into it and it's black.
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel!
I want the fire back!'

Sums me up totally at the minute. I know the fire has gone out of me, ever since 'whatsername' (Stacey) left me. There we go, we have progress, you now know her name, it;s the name of evil, the name of my heart being stomped on, the name of my angel... it's just a shame she stopped beleiveing that :-(