vanishing man

i am forgetting you
with everyday that passes
i am beginning to regret
sharing anything of myself
the dream
my dreams
that i even let myself
believe that it was possible
to meet a genuinely good man
even with age
after heartaches
i am still naive enough
to think a man exists
worthy of sharing my life
you are vanishing quietly
soon your face will
only be a fuzzy memory
another vanishing man