he finds her disgusting.
he sleeps on the couch.
he does not bathe with her anymore.

she fights with cooking.
she stays out late & lies to avoid arguments.
she smooths his side of the bed knowing he won't join her.

he dreams of high school love, flawless & new.
he remembers them smiling, unashamed.
he barely notices her penny colored eyes.

she finds him in his best friend.
she mimics moans mastered in bed only with him.
she chooses not to let herself cum.

he could never stray.
he builds a home for them without her.
he prays for the familiar to return.

she hardly kisses him.
she hates to hear him breathe.
she packs her bags, gathers her writings, and snatches up keys.

he fights the urge to say, "i love you."
she fights the urge to say, "i hate you."
they watch each other fade, revealing nothing.
they knew it would one day end, just not today.

-Tremaine L. Loadholt


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