Losing

Tongue tied,
morning to night
I watch myself
Fall out of love with you.

My eyes 
Mildly moist,
but only just so
hopes 
to eventually see
differently...

but right now,
Silently it watches
you fumble
as you keep losing
bits and more bits of me
and us
keeps getting
smaller and smaller,

My heart
sorrowful
in the impending void
Before life
fills it up again,
As life usually does......
nature abhors  vaccums...

Ah selfish mind,
losing you hurts less
watching  the unknowing you
losing us somehow hurts more.