The First Time I Realized I Was Falling Out of Love
Sonnet
Your touch once sparked, now just a routine,
Our conversations empty, the silence keen.
Love fading like the end of a scene,
A slow retreat, where passion had been.
The First Time I Realized I Was Falling Out of Love
Sonnet
Your touch once sparked, now just a routine,
Our conversations empty, the silence keen.
Love fading like the end of a scene,
A slow retreat, where passion had been.