My writing is gone?

This is how I feel. I know I haven't written in a while and this is why.

I feel like I can't write anymore. The writing knack has left my finger tips and moved on to a new lover. That lover is apparently better than me, because it hasn't come back. It's left me lifeless and dry, desperate for a gulp of feelings. Maybe the reason I can't write anymore is because I'm growing up. Instead of the ability to write leaving my body, the creativity, imagination, and energy is disappearing. Slowly lifting away from me. I don't like it. I want to be able to write wonderful stories that fill me with that accomplishing feeling when I'm done with them. Why can't I do this anymore? Can someone give me answers to why my writing is like crap now? I can't think of a damn thing!