Burning Bridges

We’re uphill.

Then we’re downhill.

What’s the damn deal?

It looks like we’re burning bridges.

Always something to fix.

Mysteries neither one of us gets.

I can’t play teacher anymore.

You’ve advanced from my pupil to my partner.

Why do I have to ask for your time?

I shouldn’t have to.

That’s a given in a relationship.

Burning bridges.

Never a good outcome to this.

I watch myself fall back and fade into the background.

Can you still see me?

Nobody should feel alone.

Pain is love.

Love is pain.

We’re burning bridges.

If we continue down this road, our relationship will end up in flames.

Just another nameless face.

Hello.

Goodbye.

But still you don’t understand.

Tasha G.