Wasted

It is only a matter of time before he realizes that there is no longer a spark, no longer a connection that will tie me to our past. Two years ago I would have told you that our love would last all eternity and now I am not so sure. He holds me close, I can see the fear in his eyes. I can feel his grip loosen as he starts to back away. The dismey that is hidden in those eyes, as he sees me, a stranger for a first time. He sees a coward.