Laughter, spontaneity and fun,
Never quite knowing whether we were ending or beginning,
A spark, passion and full of life,
We took risks, we tried new things,
We were discovering each other along with ourselves,
Time, weathered and worn,
I am now caught between the person I now know and am torn,
What happened to you, what did I miss?
When did we become like this?
Silent, internal and withdrawn,
With a constant look; forlorn,
A tear slides down my cheek,
Too chocked up to speak,
I feel as if I no longer know who you are,
How did we get this far?
I feel as if I am loving a ghost,
Made worst because you were the one I loved the most,
When all I see is the shell of what you used to be,
Will you ever be what you used to mean to me?
R1- July 2018