The angry words,
The hateful looks.
Sleeping in the same bed,
But not touching.
Never having anything to say,
Unless it's more hurt.
We both are to blame,
In this charade of a marriage.
I want what you can't give,
You want a maid and a paycheck.
I deserve more than this,
You deserve more than this.
Perhaps it's best for the children,
That we just say our goodbuys.
You take yours,
I'll take mine.
And there will be no more us.
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Trying to sort out my feelings...Jeeze life stinks sometimes. *sob*
Be honest and let me know what you think!
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aww! i feel so sad. do you stil get to see the kids? hopefully you are in better shape now. love and hugs! Celtic
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big hugs. 
for you
love
Delila
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Sort of like my life...it stinks. Thanks for sharing this Heather. Take care!
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Gal
You have touched on a subjest that many wish not to face. A failed relationship. I can see my terrible marraige now & I ache in the tummy. Gutsy write & keep penning
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You are right. I can understand what you are going through. It's not easy Heather. Thanks for sharing this way of expressing yourself. Take care.
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