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Together Alone

As I come in from a long day of nonsense I greet you, "Hello Baby, How was your day?" You don't even leave the other room and mumble "terrible" I walk into the room and your back is to me. You don't even look at me as your playing your game. You purse your lips for a kiss not moving your eyes off the screen. I wish this rarely happened It's happens almost every day. Even if you have a good day you barely look my way. You might have a minute to spare if there is something on TV You sit right next to me. We don't talk much. The next show that comes on you don't like it and nothing else will please you. Away you go with a short goodbye. And you run back to your computer the technical mistress with the wicked hold. I tire of waiting for your return and get sleepy and lonely even though your only a room away.   "Goodnight darling" I say head upstairs "I was just coming back!" But you don't even turn your head to look my way. I don't believe you anyway and I am tired of begging for a little bit of your time.
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Oct 12, 2012
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