Falling Out Of Love

I'm going blind

every day a little more

the leaves are out of focus

but the colours are there

just not distinct.

My love for you gets fuzzier

sharp edges wittle away

your flaws to smooth perfection

but as i love you more

feelings lose definition

descending into placid numbness

contented lazy complacency

one day you'll walk away

I won't follow.

 

Hazel87 Hazel87
22-25, F
2 Responses Mar 14, 2010

Thanks ! :D

super poem...love your style...more please