I’m not surprised that you and I are no longer we.
I felt you drift away,
I watched as you faded away a little every day…
I kept quiet as the distance between us increased,
I decided that this time, I won’t jump to save us,
Because if we were meant to be,
And if what we had was built on solid ground,
It wouldn’t have splattered on the floor like broken glass.
* image from Creative Commons.