How to save us

How can time change everything so deeply,
in a passive progressive corrosion,
and how can I bring it all back but
without losing the immense I got from it?

You were my person, the one for me.
You understood me to a level that even I
found surprisingly a challenge to match.
You tried hard and I thought us alike.


You got my jokes, you laughed at them.
You heard my ideas and considered them.
I was complex and pleasingly divergent.

You don't listen, you don't see, you don't care.
You get frustrated, stunned when I disagree.
I no longer know how to reach you.