Deathbed

I used to adore
gazing up
at the magnificent sunset 
on those very special evenings
but that was then, when I was in love

nowadays I don't feel anything
when I see that  moment of pure magic you know?
the one where the sun and all it's glorious colours
deep red fiery skies
embrace the blue
gently leaving the day behind with a smile
resting for a while
adorning to the moon 

I don't feel anything,  I'm numb? 
numb, as my heart is dead 
It's not broken in two like they tell you 
after love, the heart is simply dead
it beats yet it's dead
at least until a time
when we want it to reawaken 
from its deathbed.