you don't lose a good woman overnight. you lose her piece by piece every time you dismiss her pain. you lose her when she tries to explain how she feels and you act like it's nothing. you lose her when she stays up crying while you sleep peacefully, thinking everything is fine. you lose her when she starts to silence herself because she knows you won't listen anyway. you lose her when she begins to feel lonely even while standing right beside you. and by the time she finally walks away, it's never sudden. it's the result of all the moments you thought didn't matter, but slowly broke her.