Separation


I sleep on my bed…she sleeps on hers,

In another city,

Yes…what a pity.

We speak daily,

“How are you?” I’m fine…

One year and now I’m really tired of trying.

Monosyllabic answers..five minute calls,

Have replaced the marathon sessions…

I miss those heartfelt confessions!

The law states we are together,

Husband and wife…

But she’s no longer a part of my life…

I dread seeing those papers on my desk…

To formally make it end…

But this is something that no one can mend.

Love hasn’t died..

For it was never there…

I’m so tired…I no longer care…

Time for me to sleep..

This too shall pass…

Who says I’m looking at a half empty glass?

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