What Happen To Our Love
The early days were partly magic.
The time of adjusting your style with mine.
Emotions were running in high gear.
There didn't seem to be enough hours in a day.
We'd talk on the phone for what seemed like an eternity.
We wanted to spend so much time together.
The anticipation we each felt caused our hearts to race.
You knew me better than I knew myself...
now you hardly know me at all...
nor I you.
Where did we go?
Years have passed...our interests changed.
You tell me what I want to hear...
and react like a computer program.
We use to take time for fun.
We'd go to the lakes and play,
Now the grass needs mowing...
and the list keeps growing of projects left to complete.
You see it in my face...like all the lights gone out.
You work long hours and come home beat.
I think you're tired of me.
You think I'm tired of you.
How did we get here?
I can't help but wonder...
if we haven't crossed the point of no return.
P.R.Deremer
Copyright © Pam Deremer | Year Posted 2017
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