the world must be ending

i am writing again … check to see if the sky is falling

I cant breath

I cant move.

I don’t know where to turn …

To look …

This all seems too familiar,

Yet so fearfully new.

Why do you want me now …

When you so easily stepped off

the path we started together.

Im no longer there …

Im no longer Her …

In fact I don’t even know who Her was.

Just some orb of emotions

Twisting and turning to fit …

To fit and belong to you.

Silly really.

Im telling you im different.

Im happy.

Im Confident.

Your not interested in the old or the new.

So why do you hover

Lurk

Tug at the old heart strings.

More importantly

Why do I let you?