We are sitting at our dinner table, quietly chewing our food. No conversation, no genuine enjoyment, just awkward silence.I hate when we get like this. Where it's almost like we don't love each other we've been together so long that I can't even imagine not being with you but maybe this all was a waste of time. A I sit here eating my sad meal with my loving husband on the other side of me. The person I've given my everything to finds me boring now. I'm a boring person and this was all a waste of time
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Poetry For The Hurt And Loved
PoetryHello, Chris here welcome to my collection of poems. I love them... Mostly but thank you for reading hope your having a good day. Drink some water stay safe gb. 🐖
