Slipping

This love is slipping through my fingers,
hating how the silence lingers.
You seem so out of reach, so distant,
won't give me anything, so resistant.

Looking at me as if I were a stranger,
I didn't know the risk or danger.

Our ties I thought unbreakable,
what we had at first untraceable.

I see you want to say goodbye,
won't work for it, won't even try.

Seeing our love slipping away,
on my knees begging you to stay.

That look that says it's through,
now my heart is done with you.