Imperfect Strangers

We’ve become strangers to ourselves.

We barely say two words to each other.

I’m watching you slip away, fading gradually.

You’re not even there when I try to talk to you,

your mind is on a journey;

so, eager to travel, far far away from me.

I stare at you but I don’t see you.

I feel like I barely know you anymore

I talk to you and you forget to smile,

but I see you smile at other people.

Is there someone else?

Are you in love with her?

Cause I see she makes you laugh like I used to.

She makes you come alive in ways only I used to.

I miss us.

I miss our little moments, the little things you used to do that meant everything to me.  

I miss the nights we get so wasted and talk about our future together.

Is it still with me?

I'm scared to touch you cause i feel im no longer good enough

You dont see me like you used to

I;m no longer your world

And even as i stay,

convincing myself you're good enough for me;

all i feel is this loneliness in my soul when i'm with you.

I guess this is it

This here is the end