i feel it,
the certain drift, the shrinking, the emptiness.

It's something i think we both feel, but
dont dare say aloud. for naming things as they are, gives them power,
a certain recognition that neither of us are willing to face.

all i can do is tell you how much i miss you,
as i feel you slipping away.

- oct 13 2010

So this feeling isn't new. I wish I could remember the circumstances then, though the thought of what happened after that fills me with dread.