I could see it,
I could feel it.
I knew it was happening,
and there wasn’t
a damn thing I could do
to stop it.
I had to sit there quietly,
as my heart shattered,
the jagged shards piercing my lungs—
leaving me gasping for air.
I had to sit there quietly,
and watch myself lose you,
slipping through my fingers,
as you got lost in her eyes.
Now you are you,
and I am me—
no longer we.
Oh,
what I would give
to go back
to the start.
(DS)