Weak

I knew that falling out of love took months

but I suppose this time I was blindsided

clinging to past realities

I am content now but there lingers this pain

the pain that I don't feel the same

because you have changed.

my heart grows weak

unable to withstand all the pushes and the pulls

when you started to play the guitar on my heartstrings instead of your own.

You keep turning on me

and I no longer feel secured and loved by you

only your lingering judgment and your hesitancy.

That's not what growing old together should look like.

We do not grow weak

we grow stronger despite age

I am falling out of love because I can't hold on any longer when you give me nothing to hold on to.