The Loneliness

The loneliness

The look in his eyes activates me

The grip of his smooth hands holds my soul

I feel whole in the condos of his I do

The kitchen is our church for the creation of bonds of marriage

The distance creeps in

Before the distances changes us

Sleeping on FaceTime dreaming of him

Spontaneous messages of love and care

Creating memories in the sponanuity of his date ideas

A bond created with my little people

Distances changes our love

Is it love when you trade hours of FaceTime daily for once a week

Closed of talks seeped beneath mountains and barriers

One day of no connection disconnected

Technology is our broken definition of quality time

Sulking in bed we once shared

as he explores his atmosphere at all time of the morning

Loneliness is void I claim as me new title in place of wife

Forced to drink the koolaid of his stress so my feelings are a complication

A complication he’d rather not hear

A complication transferred back to my throat I must choke on

Distance changes us they say

The soul in me never changed through distance

My soul cries out in anger

No distance you changed him