Watching him go

It ended, its been ended for a long time but we are still here. In one way and the other, still circling each other, our kids, the stuff of our life. I am watching him go, I see him slowly stepping back, I'm still here, he keeps going, I know. He has a new she. He has gone. Yet I am still watching him go, witnessing myself watching him distance. Traction, movement, heat, poor sleep and…