Fading

You're starting,
To fade away.
Here, then,
Faded, today.

It's a matter of time,
Before you are,
A precious memory,
Like my first star.

I wish I wouldn't,
Go away like this.
But steps and turns later,
The maybe is what I miss.

I may have gone,
From you long ago.
But tonight,
Your star gives a glow.

A rose before,
Red as the fire,
There once was,
Now - little desire.

You were the reason,
To go home.
Now I am caring less,
Now I'm going to roam.