This, is what our marriage looks like!
A room, with two single beds, and, our two single beds aren’t even touching, believe it or don’t, we’re just like roommates, with the occasional FUCKS when needed.
A room, with two single beds, how, did our love become like that? I keep on wondering, and still, I can’t figure it out. A room, with two single beds, hey, look on the right side, at least, ONE of us did not move OUT into the hallways, at least, we still shared this “room”, right?
A room, with two single beds, how did we become like that, two strangers, who come home, to the same place? How did our love end like this? I’m really just, not feelin’ it at all lately, and, I really want to, call it QUITS, but, I don’t want to give up, just yet………
A room, with two single beds, and, that, is all we will EVER be, strangers, who shared a room, a living space, and some days, I’d feel, crowded and needed, to move one of those single beds, OUT into the hallways, and KEEP it there!