Stranger

In our 25year relationship we never talked about it in depth. I knew it made you uncomfortable. The darkness you carried. I gave you your space. I held sympathy when I knew it was back. I knew me being around helped. We shared some of our most joyous moments together. Then when I fell apart so did our relationship. Things got hard for both of us. I couldn't hold us both up. We couldn't be what each other needed. Now I hold the darkness too. I wish I could ask you about it. But I don't know you anymore. . . . We don't know each other anymore.