I do not make you smile anymore.
I do not feel your hand holding mine anymore.
I do not feel your warmth.

You do not pay attention to little nothings I whisper in your ear.
You do not talk to me the way you used to.
When you say "I love you", I do not feel your sincerity.

You do not dream of me anymore.
You do not wake up early in the morning to say "good morning" anymore.

You do not get there first, awaiting me.
You are not there with open arms, ready to wrap them around me.

And I used to complain about how chained you made me feel,
But now it is the only thing I long for.
I am so wanting every bit of your attention towards me,
rather than not enough.

Today, I asked if it was bad that I missed you,
even though I had just seen you yesterday.
Usually, you would say, "No, because I miss you too."
But you said, "A little bit, but it's okay."

That is when I knew I have lost you.