When the familiar starts to sound unfamiliar and the same words don't have the same meanings because they don't come from the same mouth, you know it's gone. When you start to hate the sound of something you once loved to hear only because it doesn't feel the same and because it isn't the right sound, you know it's gone. When soft sounds to you feel like sharp words and pointy edges that hurt rather than feel good because they remind you of something that could have been instead of something that could be, that's when you know it's gone; love is gone.

Neither of us were fine
Because I was chasing after him
And he was a few steps ahead of mine
Running in the same direction, same line, that was his only sign
Same pace, same time
His movements matched mine
He intended to leave and i'd stay behind
I never caught up
No, not in this life

before i ever met you i had no idea i liked blue eyes especially ones that resemble the crystal clear blue carribean sea and normally i'd never get anywhere near any ocean of any sort but the sea of your eyes is enchanting and it fascinates me to no end, it's what causes me to stay up past three am every night thinking about how heavenly it would be to drown in opulent sapphire serenity, but the weird thing is that i'm normally absolutely petrified of the ocean and when im around you i feel invincible, i guess the ocean is euphoric to some but to me any geographic or cosmic wonder could never compare to the inner and outer beauty that radiates off of you like a ray of sun or a wave through the sea of your irises, i may not have ever told you how beautiful i think your mind is or maybe i did but it's kind of hard to think about anything because im normally too busy wishing i was drowning in you

I guess it was never mutual
And there's nothing to mend
It's time to move on
You're just an imaginary best friend