Is It Me? Poem by Faust Lim

Is it me,
or are my tears falling faster,
Is it me,
or am I becoming a distant hour,
Is it me,
or is the sky cloudier,
my surroundings gloomier,
rain falling more often,
the sun not as golden.

Of growing walls and wilting trees,
My heavy steps,
My falling teardrops,
My sentimental thoughts,

Your ice-like eyes,
Your sad words,
Your falling teardrops,
The falling raindrops.

Is it me,
or did you just say,
that it is over,
I pray hard, yes.