We used to be in each others life,
more involved,
more sensual,
more real.
Now I spend so much of my time thinking about you.
About us.
Convinced enough to try and fix it.
Think that I could try and figure out where we went wrong and make everything okay again.
I want everything to go back to the way it was before we became such different people.
But we both changed;
There is no denying it.
We are still in each other's lives, but in a new way now,
a less involved way,
but still some sort of way.
And I'm accepting it,
I don't mind it so much anymore,
I'll be okay,
Eventually.
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