How I Lose You

It’s not in anything said.

Not in a tilt of your head

or a particular tone of voice.

It’s in the almost imperceptible.

The way you get into bed at night,

carefully.

The way you ask if I want anything,

politely.

You’ve stopped reprimanding me

for biting my nails

and asking who was on the telephone.

Silences are suddenly

uncomfortable.

The ease is gone. As will you be,

soon.

The moment someone leaves you

they have left you

long before.

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