slowly losing you

each day we used to talk, back then... so often that my stomach would slowly burst, cause of all the butterflies inside. It all changed... why did it have to change... slowly losing the grip of your hand, always pretending that we are alright... even If we aren't. a good morning message and then silence till the evening, you look at me and that is it. feeling like slowly losing you. silence for a while, not knowing what's going on in each other's minds. giving excuses... making me overthink... no talking ... no nothing ...