This is not your traditional poem. Nothing rhymes. What do you think?
When you look at me I don't feel your love like I used to. There was a time all I had to do was touch you and your face would light up. That no longer happens. You used to spend hours just touching me, nothing more. Such a simple jester and I ha never felt more loved as I did in those few sweet moments your hands caressed me. Just you, touching every inch of me, memorizing my entire being. Where did that go? That simple action that made me fell like I was all you would ever want. I felt closer to you than I ever did. You had become a part of me and now I feel that we are no longer a part of each other. We are two separate people, simply existing together. The passion is gone and we who were once so in love, have gone back to the beginning.
