Like sand

You get me thinking,
my mind turning.
Is there really a chance?
At first there was no doubt,
the love was just there.
But slowly it seemed to denigrate,
like we were both slipping away.
I thought we were holding on so tight,
but I guess we were like sand.
The harder we held,
the more fell out.
But you confuse me,
you make me feel wonderful one day,
then like trash the next.
What am I to you?
I feel lost,
I hope the answer comes,
it's killing me to see that things could end,
before it really begun.