Fear of Losing You

No longer affectionate, attentive, thoughtful eyes; instead, an expressionless, invisible, blank stare. No longer strolling hand-in-hand, carelessly; instead, walking moonbeams apart, drifting like clouds. No longer drowning in passionate, lingering kisses; instead, an obligatory, awkward, fleeting peck. No longer two hearts bow-tied with strings; instead, reclusive, lonely hearts, in a noose. No longer dreaming of a lifetime together; instead, an uncertain, somber, painful future. No longer a confident, loving wife; instead, a heartsick, lonely, aging woman, Desperately, afraid of losing you. Tinkerpoet/Heather Mirassou