Diminished

Do you find it hard to sleep at night?
'Cause I do; I think of you.
And I heard it's tough to be unloved.
I guess I'd know since it's been months.
Euphoria is just a myth; it slipped away with every kiss,
But I think I've heard of other tales
That are fairly worse-- they do prevail.
And though my story is of lesser pain,
I'll never sleep at night again.