Losing You

I feel like I am losing you Sorry to be blunt This poem; not a cry for help or Attention grabbing stunt I know you are no possession And even if you were I have no claim, no stake in you I know that you'll concur And yet I feel quite vacant Like a part of you has left Not anxious, just uncertain This feeling in my chest I don't know how to fix this Not wanting to impose I have to be myself I guess Not in someone else's clothes So there. I said it. I'm hoping you don't mind It's just this insecurity That's less than cruel; unkind. Whenever I get close to you Your presence makes me soar It's just the way the story goes Repeats itself. Once more.