I watch him. I watch as he starts to show interest in me. I watch him ask how my day went, and I tell him a series of stories about it. I watch him smile and laugh at my jokes. I watch him glance at me and smile. I watch how enthusiastic he is as he talks about his hobbies and how he spent the weekend. I watch him unravel his soul and let me enter his world.

I watch him cry and laugh. I watch him.

The same way I watch him start to pull away. I watch him stop greeting me good morning and kissing me good night. I watch him slowly drift apart, drifting away from our relationship. I watch him being silent recently. I watch him falling out of love. And every time I watch him slowly change,

I can feel he’s slowly falling out of love and the only thing I can do is to just watch him. And as watch him I watch myself bleed. In the corner, In the same place where I watched us fall in love. I watch you, and I keep watching, hoping we will somehow go back to the way we were.

But if not, I’ll stay here for a bit, Watching all the memories we created. The laughter we shared. The plans we made. Until I can no longer feel your presence. Until I can no longer see you.

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