Its not that hard to write.
It flows through your fingers, from deep inside, whatever it is your think, or subconsciously feeling. If you dont feel that, then maybe you shouldnt write. Or complain.

It was so much easier pretending you never existed, than what im feeling right about now.
Its funny, how the minute i thought of you, was the minute you said hey.
And now, youve got another.
So much for happily ever after.