I’m Losing You Again…
You’re Slipping Back Into The Dream Fog That Brought You Here,
And Taking With You The Clarity Of My Thoughts,
And My Ideas Of What My Life Was Supposed To Be.
We Agreed To Grow Gray And Wrinkled In Each Other’s Arms,
Sharing Our Children,
And Our Bed,
Our Worst Fears And Best-Laid Plans.
Instead, I Only Know Your Life By Proxy.
I Politely Ask Your Family About Everyone But You.
And I Relive That Awful Last Day,
Still Not Sure What Changed My Mind.
So Now, I Clutch My Pillow Tighter,
Trying To Freeze The Image Inside My Eyelids
Before You Fade To Black.
I Wonder Who I Would Be Now, If I Were With You,
And Whether I Made The Wrong Choice All That Time Ago.
And I Wonder If That’s Why You Came…
You Always Did Like To Be Right.