Love has to be tended....Like a garden...
Without watering, it dies...
As the weeks pass and I don't see you...
I don't speak to you...
I don't know you anymore. ..
Time pulls love apart...
I miss you but mostly miss what we had...
What I thought we had...
You continue living your life and I get farther away...

Will you notice when I'm gone?

E.J.M.