No new messages greet her as she opens her mailbox
irritability, frustration, anger.....
She calls him, he answers
yet, the familiar, sweet voice now sounds cold and businesslike
a silent sob, melancholy, still more anger.......
They fight over trifles now
She hates his disinterest
He thinks she is over bearing
raised voices, tears, and still more anger.............
They still meet after long intervals
They now fight even in them
He walks out of the room
She stays bent over the table
moans, squabbles, and still more anger..............
They fight over the phone
She slams it down
He calls back- again and again
Obstinately, she refuses to pick it up
He tries and tries hard- to no avail!
confusion, agitation, and still more anger...............
She calls him back
He is busy, doesn't want to talk
She accuses him of lying to her
He shouts at her, yet she continues
He tries to reason
She shrieks and refuses to talk to him again
anguish, distress, and still more anger...................
She sits alone now
Eyes swollen, a splitting headache-
remnants of last night's quarrel
waiting for her phone to ring-
He doesn't call
He waits for her to call-
pained and hurt!
dashed hopes, embitterment and still more anger...........
She wonders how they let this happen
how the plant that they had so carefully nurtured
came to be destroyed by the rain of anger
how it was washing their love away
eating into their very being!
She feels empty, listless....
Till the phone rings- it is him!
tears of joy and reconciliation follow-
frustration, irritation and anger- no more!
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