Found Wanting

It is a strange thing to know you are no longer wanted.

To know that you were once so needed.

And now, now you are not enough.

I wonder when that switch happened.

Why it happened.

Then I wonder what you'll do without me.

Because, believe it or not, you do need me.

Drifting

Why do hearts drift apart?

Does love have only a finite amount of time?

Like fine grains of sand drifting through an hour glass.

When the last grain falls, do we fall apart?

Does love that once burned so brightly, so passionately, suddenly leave us?

Looking back, it does not seem possible.

We had no idea what was to come.

The words left.

The passion left.

Years passed, and the love was gone...

Just as quickly and suddenly as it came.

Needs

I know I wanted you.

But I thought I needed you.

I don't.

Everything will be fine.

I can do this on my own.