Losing Connection

You spoke kindly to me.

Words I always hoped you’d speak,

But your words were slurred and direction seemed weak.

As I cried and told you all that made me worry.

I could feel you weren’t fully there to listen to my cares.

You called me baby and told me you were always there.

But you repeated yourself and lost your way the more I shared.

I find out now that it was all a show to be the woman I use to know.

Now I’m sad still, left with no hope that she will return to me once again.