Growing distance

I hate this feeling,
Of being pushed away,
Into an infinite mass of blackness,
Never knowing if I'd ever stop ..

I stretch my arm towards you,
To stop myself from plunging into the void,
But when you step back to watch me,
I can feel nothing but the growing distance ..

Would I get as far as I was before I met you ?
I thought I was living in the wilderness then ..
Would I have to start over life without you ?
I thought I was incapable of love then ..

Maybe it's time I have to disappear,
And get myself far away from your life ..
Of all the things I've done to see you remain happy,
The toughest has been living through this growing distance ..