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And sometimes she wonders how she still feels an entire zoo in her stomach when he winks a cobalt eye at her twenty feet away. How could she still be this in love after all this time? After endless nights of talking about nothing of real importance, and countless ‘I love you’s’ whispered in the dark, she still can’t help but smile when he walks through the front door into her arms. And maybe that’s how it should be. But I can’t remember the last time that you complimented my appearance or verbalized how you feel. And day after day, I agonize if you will finally cut ties with me because I am too much weight for you to carry around on your shoulders. Inside of your chocolate eyes, I no longer see veneration, but a slight shade of repulsion. I am grasping for you and begging for you to stay, but you are swatting at me like an unwanted fly. And as I reek of desperation, you are slowly ripping out from under me and I can feel the independence slowly taking over your persona. Soon you will be soaring autonomously and I will just be a speck on the ground observing your greatness, just happy that I was able to be a part of even just one fraction of your lifespan.