It’s gradual.

Consistent.

Persistent.

Chronic.

Gin and tonic.

Ironic it is.

Life’s a quiz :

Sprung each morning.

The answers  multiple choice.

Theres no right .

Everything a little wrong.

You lose a little each day .

Not like autopay .

Personal decay.

The joints grind.

knees , ankles , back ....

It all wears..

Aches......

That all pales .

Missing you .

The things you showed .

Shared .......

I fucking cared...

My mistake . 

Heartbreak....

Ache , ache , break ...

Nothing left .... just hurt....