It pains me to hear these words from you.

In a panic; I am unsure what to do.

I bow my head and weep and cry,

I long for the moments that have long since died.

You say I'm drifting, that it's assured,

I say you're lying, that it's absurd.

How could it be, what could you mean?

How could it die, this beautiful thing?

I know I love you, I know that it's true,

You make me forget when I'm feeling so blue.

I remember the laughs and every single tear,

I remember what I felt throughout this whole year.

I fear that what you say is true and it's real,

Something's happening to the way that we feel.

The love isn't strong, it isn't there,

It's as though we're hanging on by a single hair.

What can we do now; how can we fix this?

Can we amend what's been broken with stitches?