Darling,
you must understand that you were not empty before you met him.
He did not fill you up like a waiter eager waiting for his tip, refilling your glass each time it left your lips.
Your juice did not evaporate or sour with the love he said he lost for you.
You are empty since he poured you on the floor, because when he met you, his glass was half empty while
yours was full.
HKToth