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.