She's on a business trip.
To somewhere in Australia, you can't be bothered with the specifics.
She joked about the Sydney Oprah House
"Aw c'mon babe, It's literally a pile of dishes."
You both laughed
She sounded so convincing but you know those tears aren't only of laughter
The flat is oddly quiet without her
But it isn't uncomfortable, like it was when she was here.
You didn't feel the need to make small talk or remind her to buy milk just to fill the room with Something
There's a picture of the two of you on her bedside table
You were at the Grand Canyon
You're looking at each other with so much love
You don't know how you even got here
You've realized months ago
And it's a painful revelation
But you just want to hold on to a ghost of what was
Loving looks, kisses on cheeks and wrapping her in your arms
But it's inevitable, really;
It took you by surprise, but it shouldn't have
You're falling out of love