So with every step she takes closer to gary, maria takes a step further away from me.
And she takes those steps willingly, happily, while smiling.
All it means to my heart is that she loves him more than she loves me. More than she ever loved me.
I keep expecting her to stop. To decide one step more would be too far. To find a balance, an equilibrium where her desire to be close to me balances out her desire for him. As tragic as it would be to find out in that stasis how many times more important to her he is, because she spends that much more time with him, it would be better than this......
She drifts a drifts and drifts further away, with no stopping point in sight. No sign of slowing down. Her attraction to him grows. Her connection to me fades. I am the past. He is the future. I am nothing. He is everything.
I miss mone.