Anymore

By Stone Bryson

You brew your morning coffee while I scan the TV space,

my commentary is just enough - contempt across your face,

the dream you had of where we’d be got lost in daily grind,

you feel the pressure of the future… the things that tie and bind.

These last few years are wearing you - I can see it in your eyes,

my little quirks you once found cute - you cannot exorcise,

the day-to-day of living with me has become a draining chore,

I have no doubt you love me… but I don’t think you like me

anymore.

Your impatience is so prevalent with every breath and sigh,

I feel it when you cut me off - you know you can’t deny,

you work so hard to hide the truth but it’s time to call your bluff

for I know you know that even love... sometimes ain’t enough.

I feel the struggle of mind and heart - you do not want to leave,

but my habits drive you to the edge - feeling so naïve,

I sense you’re getting tired and don’t know what you’re staying for,

I have no doubt you love me… but I don’t think you like me

anymore.

Copyright © 2006 Stone Bryson.  All Rights Reserved.

Written November 2006

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