At first you always laugh at my silliness,
Always joining me in my goofiness.
Then you started making me smile more often,
That's why I thought you are an eleven out of ten.
You take your time in solving my mystery,
And even in figuring what's the real cause of my misery.
On all occasions you are there for me,
Consistently asking how I am while on our favorite spot under the tree.
Unconsciously you're casting me a spell,
Your perfume's now my favorite smell.
You tell me every night nothing will separate you from me,
Or me from you even if we're free.
You address me as beautiful,
All the time it sounds truthful.
You make me feel important,
Never unimportant.
You help me with anything,
As I accompany you in everything.
You don't fail to surprise me,
Even if the clock strikes three.
However,
It suddenly gets scary
How you're losing interest in us---in me.
Clearly something else caught you in an inch of a fraction,
I'm left hanging without your attention.
You tried and successfully climbed my walls,
Left your mark on me and I fall.
Used to be the most important to you as we danced at the masquerade ball,
But now I'm left with tears smudged in the paper with every word I scrawl.
You don't walk me home anymore every evening,
That's how I know gone are the little things.
When you stopped laughing at my jokes,
At some point it's unusual and my heart broke.
When you stopped going out with me and have silly adventures,
Signifying no more meaningful ventures.
I became unassertive and now crestfallen,
Knowing not anymore are you an eleven and not even a ten.
There's no more you and me,
No more us---what have you done to me?
I want to unbind my self from your chains and spell;
Whatever happens next I am wanting what's best even if the future I never can tell.

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Life? Life.
PoetryThis is for the lost times in where I found myself. [COMPLETE ✔️] • highest ranking #2 in Poetry - 01/09/17 for ratings and reviews: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40609222-life-life