You changed into something
Harder,
Something
Colder.

Something
     Almost
                  Out
                          Of
                                Reach.

I still cling to you
But it gets harder for you
To answer my texts
And to pick up the phone
Every day.

I still need you
But it gets harder for you
To kiss me back
And need me too.

You, you are not all there.
I am wearisome.

And I have worn you down
To the bone.