A married couple can only have so much love and eventually all good things must come to an end. Not by a divorce but by simply seperating from eachother and ignoring the problems that lie in front of their eyes.
Each year the dinner table extends and each year, they sit farther apart from eachother to get to the point where they don't even talk to their daughter anymore. The marriage isn't dying, there just isn't any spark left with the only thing keeping the daughter at home is her lack of funds.
Hanging out with one another has gotten to the point where it's now just looking at your phones and ignoring the other person in the room and the sad thing is...it will only get worse.
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The Hard Truth
PoetryThis is a collection of "poems" that I have started writing about the situations or experiences that happen in my life. This collection might be personal to me, however, it radiates over such a larger and broader audience.
