Woman sets the table
For two.
It was a bout of wishful thinking.
She knew he wouldn't be home in time for dinner.
Her husband.
She sets down two plates
two sets of silverware
two glasses
A bottle of wine.
His shift ended at 5pm
He would take the scenic route home
and he would be home by 5:30pm
But not lately.
Lately it's been 9pm
Lately it's been short 'hello's
Lately it's been a peck here and there
Lately it's been lack of eye contact
Lately it's been
'I have some unfinished paperwork at the office'
Unfinished paperwork.
They used to be a trophy couple;
The pair that stayed true when tried.
He used to take her to the golf park
Just to admire the way the green
complemented her hazel eyes.
He used to wake her up at the crack of dawn
to watch her watch the Sun rise.
He used to tell her jokes
and laughter had her holding her sides.
And maybe he even loved her
at the time.
Now they were strangers.
They didn't see eye to eye.
Not even and arguement
Just an uneasy settlement.
Nothing ever fit right.
She just wanted to talk to him
To find out what she had done wrong
To have pushed him away so distantly
Or if he had felt this way all along
They had came to a crossroad
And each took separate paths
There was nothing he or she could do
To make this marriage last.