What is going on with me?
The person I am is no longer the person I see.
There is nothing about me that I can smile with glee.
I tried to change, but that did not last long.
Can I start again? Yes.
Will I, do it? I do not know.
As the mirror shows it is not my friend, but it is not my enemy.
We are just cool, which is a place I do not want to be.
I think we need to talk, but the conversation is not one that will end well.
We must figure out why I no longer like me, and why this union just cannot be.
Maybe not today, maybe tomorrow, but love is right around the corner.
The only question I have will I walk or run.