Thrive

Part Twelve - Past Tense

I have begun to notice the way you say my name; it's in past tense.

You see, when we were together, I did my best to notice all the things about you I thought I might forget.

Love does that to you.

You become so observant that even if one small insignificant thing is out of place, you know.

So I knew.

You pushed yourself away from me, inch by inch, just slowly enough to hope I wouldn't notice.

Yet distance had become my largest fear with you, and you had become so distant.

So when you ended things, I had known.

I noticed the way my name had become past tense, and how the one word reply's had only gotten more vague.

It's funny now, you're closer than ever, but I can't reach out and touch you the way I used to.

Oh, how bothersome that is.