Saturdays

We needed a day.
Just once a week.
Saturdays.

All we needed
was a little more time.

And I agreed,
even though something about it felt off,
because to me
nothing was falling apart.

Then school closed,
and whatever we were
shrank.

No calls.

Just me,
keeping a tab open all day,
green dot beside my name
lit for hours,
waiting for yours.

Sometimes it blinked.
But most days, I shrinked

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And when we talked,
it faded so fast.
I tried to hold it there.
You let it slip away.

You had exams.
Chapters.
Things that mattered.

I kept telling myself
this was temporary.
Just stress.
Just bad timing.

You were already feeling
the spark thin out.

I was still certain
it was there.

Saturdays kept passing.

I thought we were quiet.
Just tired.

But I didn’t know
you were already
letting go.