Our daily morning ritual
has turned into routine.
We have become known as-
the most Boring Couple
ever to be seen.
Good morning greetings
Fall quickly from his lips
Beginnings of misunderstandings”
And our ongoing
Verbal slips.
“Be honest!,” I exclaim,
in declaration of his lies.
Let’s finally break free
of these binding ties.
Long gone are the memories of
Soft moonlit nights,
Replaced now by our
ongoing fights.
Romanced ebbed like the
setting of the sun- a premonition of
the end of the fun.
The rhyme in this really made it work. I thought it was a lot of fun, which is unusual for a poem about this subject.