A Poem by phantom pains

I don't love you anymore.

Something about tonight was different,
And I know you felt it too.
The way you looked at me, held me, touched me;
All was familiar,
Yet you felt so distant.
No had no significants,
And it seemed neither did your noticing to my lack of sleep.
You mumbled my name in your slumber once or twice,
But when you kissed me, I felt no spark.
Maybe it's still there for you.
Even if it's dwindling.
That's why you keep coming back-
But even that seems to be fading.
I know you felt the love,
Or the lack thereof.
And you tried to save it.
This much, I know.
But, a dying oxygen deprived flame
Can only burn for so long,
And it seems I'm suffocating,
And you're at wicks end too.

© 2016 phantom pains

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I can relate to that..a love so strong,,with passipn and chemistry but all over sudden things just change...even without words,without talking about it you can feel the dwindling flame..the sparks luzing their intensity...sad and beautiful poem

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Added on January 9, 2016
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phantom pains
phantom pains

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