Much to discuss

The little things matter.

They decide if we shatter.

People start to chatter,

As my mind began to pitter patter.

My heart got sadder.

Wondering what was real or lies?

How you brought tears to my eyes.

Can we come to a compromise?

Maybe this is when we say our goodbyes.

Gosh, I need to vent,

About how this situation went.

My heart is in torment.

Trying to decide if we can fix things.

How much pain this brings.

My chest just stings.

Can I look past it,

Even just a little bit?

Shall I just call a quits?

I hate this ****.

I'm so pissed.

Did you even think what our son will miss?

You ask for a kiss,

Telling me you want to fix us.

I guess that's somewhat a plus?

I cuss,

We got much to discuss.