i watch her
put on makeup every day
not to look prettier
but to cover the sadness
she thinks i don’t see it
but i do—
her smile stops at her eyes
these days have been heavy
she stays in the bedroom
i hide in other rooms
someone has to move first
maybe the cure is in
taking off our masks
sharing cheap wine by the fire
talking nonsense
instead of pointing fingers
i know we can talk
without shouting
we can start again
as if it were
our first date
Sep 13, 2025
Sep 13, 2025 at 10:02 AM UTC
i watch her
put on makeup every day
not to look prettier
but to cover the sadness
she thinks i don’t see it
but i do—
her smile stops at her eyes
these days have been heavy
she stays in the bedroom
i hide in other rooms
someone has to move first
maybe the cure is in
taking off our masks
sharing cheap wine by the fire
talking nonsense
instead of pointing fingers
i know we can talk
without shouting
we can start again
as if it were
our first date
