I am reminded of yesterday,
when we wanted to believe
our love was eternal,
and time, like reality
would never catch up with us.
We bought a Dutch colonial,
made a home, and some kids.
We believed in the dream
We believed in us.
Reality hit home;
two lost souls
searching for a false security;
searching for the person we married,
only to find the person we married.
The seasons changed,
the White House bore different names,
and the margin of our views widened.
But what about us?
The laughs subsided.
Tension grew like stubborn mold
in the bathroom tub.
Our waning love
couldn’t wash it away,
any more than the smell of bitters and cordials
that hung on your clothes like a dependent child.
The hidden hotel receipts came into view,
with no thought to us.
I abhorred the arrogance
you courageously displayed while
intoxicated, and
condemned you for the lack
of spirit when sober.
The smiles faded; the heart weakened.
Then one day I just knew,
our time together was done.
There could no longer be an us.
Christine Nanfra began writing about divorce after living through one. She has a website www.afterdivorce.net and is a contributing writer for divorcedmoms.com. She has been featured in the Huffington Post and The Good Men Project and a guest speaker for several podcasts. Christine is the author of To Stay or Not to Stay: How to Know When it’s Time to Leave Your Marriage. Recently relocated from the Northeast to the Southwest, she is employed as a reading specialist for K-3. Christine also writes for children and is optimistic a few children’s books will be forthcoming to a bookstore near you.
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