Like people told me it would be

and So it has become,

the sparkle of things

that i now look for in memories,

struggle to mould and burnish

a daunting task – strangeness

Of feeling once more than i could

a person i loved

becomes a stranger on the street

What could i give

to keep it from dying

the flame that was

and is forever changing

dullness settles in

quietness rules the talk

do i have to leave you alone?