Uncomfortable

All it took was to see his name. The thoughts of being in his presence are starting to look more like memories as opposed to a possibility. Friends are they called each other. A relationship they once had seems like it never existed. The closeness they developed has faded. What she thought could have been has lost the potential to be. His hugs brought the joy that she once felt being in his arms. The sound of his voice reminds of the talks that created their loving environment around each other. His bed was a place that she became all too familiar with. His embrace was a place that she couldn't help but to want to be in. The clouding of her thoughts made her feel something almost unreal. The tenderness that was presented was under a pretense that only she could see. Almost taken to a place she haven't visited in years. It was enticing. It was intriguing. It was confusing. It was exciting. It has turned into almost nothing. The attitude that she received only told her that it was never gonna be more than what it was. The actions that were observed and analyzed said it was time to come to an end or a long halt. Patience was gone. Tolerance was tested. Situations made things seem so strained. Friends they remain, but it is hard not to recognize that things are not the same. She still can feel that he cares, but she don't know if he feels the same way. Her attention has started to focus elsewhere. His goals of pursuit have become his priority. She has become infatuated for another in the way she once was with him. A smile crosses her face for a whole other reason. That comfortable place is no more.