Slipping

are we slipping away?
are we still who we used to be?
are we slipping apart?
are those your hands on my fingertips? slipping

I cant stop but feel you drift away
I cant stop but see the signs everywhere
I cant stop but hear your distraction (missing attraction) in your voice
I cant stop but wonder

are we slipping away?
are we still who we used to be?
are we slipping apart?
are those your footsteps walking away?

Remember how we used to love?
Remember how the passion blew us away?
Remember how you wrote me poems every night?
Remember how I sang for you every day?

are we slipping away?
are we still who we used to be?
are we slipping apart?
are those your keys to my flat you left for me to keep?

A23 // Jan. 15, 2009