Life is a tricky Djinni

I beseech you, stay away.

Strong feelings do not exist,
In this empty, unbeating chest.

I wait for the sweet pull of absolution,
But it never comes.
Oh, how long must I dream?

This bitter escape no longer sweet,
Only reminding me the end is nigh.
How near? A day? A month?
A year? How long must I wait?

Only when your wish comes true,
Do you realize you should have never wished for it.
If not because everything changes,
Then because it was not how you wanted things.
It never is.