Slowly

love leaves only victory entrenched on the youthful follies the old lover's like to reminisce about. the flame burns red hot like it always does at the beginning, but time brings differences and doubts. the flame turns blue and cold to the touch. until you look one day and see the fire's gone and you don't love her anymore.

we move slowly like snails when we don't want to change, but know change is coming. a tornado of broken promises, angry words, and thousands of tears rip lover's hearts apart. go stand outside staring at the sun setting on your love.

she's picking at every memory. she wants to know the exact moment you fell out of love with her. you have nothing to say as you pack your suitcase. she automatically repacks all your things nice and neat. life with her was perfect and clean. you will fondly remember her every time you wear your favorite t-shirt. she's hoping you'll come back. but you both know you aren't looking back.

we move slowly like molasses when life throws us into the wall. you don't love her. god knows you tried to ignore the signs. her eyes full of tears. your heart full of fears. the sun has set and you've run out of love to give her. so you climb into the car and back out into the unknown.

some odd reason she waves goodbye. some strange whisper in the wind tells her she'll be okay. but you don't know and she doesn't know. she waits until the car disappears from her view. finally, she sighs, i never had to tell him i don't love you anymore.