The mundane

I’m scared of settling into a rut;
The every day;
The no longer really seeing each
Other,
Instead through each other:
The mundane,
The I know you are here
And mine when I need you,
Is an easy temptation
A comfortable place
But one I know can very
Quickly become a place
Of permanent stay
And one day
It might be far from now
(or nearer than we think )
We will look at each other
And wonder how we became
Strangers,
How we let us go.
How sad that would be;
But sadder still:
Only one of
Us is noticing it.

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