Degraded Relationship

In the beginning, 

I was fascinated by you. 

The way you moved, 

like am unknown dance. 

The way you smiled

could light up a room. 

You were so full of energy, 

I could barely keep up.

One month in, 

our friendship turned 

to something more. 

I burned to tell you

that I loved you. 

You were so full of life,

so passionate, 

so much fun to be around. 

Six months in, 

you have encouraged me 

and pushed me 

to be a better version of myself. 

One year in

it is my turn to encourage 

and let you be

a better version of yourself. 

Two years in 

and our spark is starting to fade. 

I don't understand what's happening.

You have started to change, 

but maybe so have I.

Three years in

There's no passion

but I am comfortable

and I don't know that I want to leave

so I give in, I concede to your demands. 

Four years in 

and there's wedding bells in my future.

I don't know if I'm ready to give up

on love, on all my hopes and dreams.

I feel like I am lying to myself

about what I really feel is important.

Five years in

and the weddings have come and gone.

We've tied our lives together

but I feel trapped,

unable to be the me I planned. 

Six years in

and I am so lost. 

I wonder where we went wrong. 

What happened to the love, the passion?

Life has flown by us

And we are lost in darkness.

Seven years in 

and you're so angry all the time. 

I don't know how to fix it. 

I don't know how to love 

this person you've become. 

Eight years in 

and I'm ready for this to be over. 

I sigh in longing for what once was

as I walk out the door. 

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word_man's picture

only real and true love will

only real and true love will survive all up`s and downs

Starward's picture

Such a sad situation, but you

Such a sad situation, but you describe it so precisely . . .  good, but very sad, poem.


Starward