You fucking with me and me fucking with you 
All up in each other's heads, fucking with the screws  
You screaming that you feel used 
I'm yelling that I'm tired of being abused 
Meals are ate in silence for fear of another fight 
I'm not coming home from work until way beyond daylight 
While i'm walking in it seems you're always going  
When you return I pretend that I'm snoring 
Television is watched in silence with the volume turned up 
Both of us acting like we really don't give a fuck 
The few words we speak are never enough 
Although we sleep together, we refuse to touch 
Showers once took together, must now be taken cold 
We are both dug in deep and refuse to fold 
Seems things are getting worse, I'm eating more meals alone 
While you seem to be with friend or on the telephone 
The situation has become to stressful somethings gotta give 
This is no way to show love, this is no way for us to live 
I think that we're thinking the very same things 
How long can this last, what will the new years bring  
Things are so bad family and friends take notice 
They are continually advising, because they noticed 
The ice between us, even in their presence 
Christmas is near and our tree holds no presents 
But everyone decides to intervene on both sides 
Christmas is here and invitations arrive 
Couples are invited to the last party of the year 
Bring nothing with you but your own good cheer 
The conversation is good, the music is turned down low 
Couples pair off, beginning to dance really slow 
And here we are feeling each other out 
As if it our first time, we are finding each other's mouth 
Both of us crying and whispering apologies 
You blaming you, but oh no it had to be me 
I could feel the pressing of your body into mine 
The heaviness of our breathing as we started to grind 
You felt me pressed against, and you gave me a touch 
You whispered in my ear, ooh I missed you so much 
In the middle of the song with the lights turnt down low 
With you soaking wet and my need beginning to show 
We said our good nights and slipped out the door 
Went home to our drinks and to dance so more 
Slow we made our way to bed to release what we had all store 
And wondering why we never argued before 

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Copyright 2019 I IS ME
Published on Wednesday, January 30, 2019.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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  • Split_Mind On Thursday, January 31, 2019, Split_Mind (42)By person wrote:

    I’m glad to see that turned out well!

  • I IS ME On Thursday, January 31, 2019, I IS ME (350)By person wrote:

    Thanks for reading and commenting on the piece

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