When I awoke this morning it was thirty three degrees.
"Let's not fight again today" to this we both agreed.
We went our separate ways to our respective restaurants.
All day as I was cooking, memories came in to haunt.
I remember how your fingers felt entwined in my long hair.
I remember when I cut it and all you did was glare.
I remember our first picnic, and how I couldn't cook.
I remember how you taught me when you threw out that old cookbook.
I remember our first kiss, man how that one did me in.
I remember our first night together sharing all our sins.
I think of when we married, saying it was for all eternity.
And now I feel as if I'm turning too as you turn your back on me.
I'm tired of all the fighting, the petty little crap.
I want to get it back in line with the way it was way back.
We've spent fifteen years together and the last one's been so hard.
I've trusted you with everything, please don't break my heart.
What you hid from your parents as kids, you will hide from your kids as parents. ~Cletus T Judd~