'I cover your eyes but can still see,
even when you're enveloped in silence ,
you are still able to listen.'
When your cold ears touch the rugged and uneven surface of the wall
the walls whispers into your ears.
You are starting to peel off the truth in my words,
you are starting to question the genuineness of my warm smile,
you are starting to ignore my hospitality,
you are starting to drift away from me.
You don't look back when you walk out of the house every morning.
The cold coffee , the slightly burned toast waiting for you at the table
doesn't bother you any more.
You don't seem to blink an eye whether I wear a tattered, tainted dress
or a glamorous, graceful dress.
You say to me
'This isn't working ,
we're strangers living under one roof.'
I detest the thought of that man,
my stomach starts churning
when I remember his smell,
I was a prey , I was at fault.
Now , everyday I wake up and before opening my eyes
my hands run across the other side of the bed hoping
to touch your heavenly skin .