No words are spoken
there they sit
alone, together
in a dwelling void of life
except for the two of them.
Noise spewing from the television.

She thinks he doesn't care
that all he wants is ***.
He ignores her, she feels
and they only speaks when they argue.
She just wants to tell him
about her day and how she feels.
She just wants him to understand
but she doesn't know how to say it.

He thinks she is avoiding him
that she is a boring *****
it's intentional, he feels
all she does is complain, then they argue.
He just doesn't want to hear
about her day and what's wrong
he just wants her to relax, stop worrying
but she doesn't ever seem to listen.

Commercials come and go
one show leads to another.
She gets tired.
He gets bored.
And nothing is brought up but
the negative,
if anything at all.
Another night passes,
more wasted time.
wasted youth
passes
as they sit
in that empty house,
alone,
together.