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,
The way you ask if I want anything,
You’ve stopped reprimanding me
for biting my nails
and asking who was on the telephone.
Silences are suddenly
The ease is gone. As will you be,
The moment someone leaves you
they have left you