This is how he sees her

Sunlight filters through
our kitchen window
between the frame of wood
bounces off the laminate
brushes tea cups on the sink
I watch as you make toast

and I smile at fluffy slippers
with your pilled old dressing gown
the pale blue towel wrapped
around your head from
your early morning shower
it’s old and stained with
hair dye but you refuse
to throw it out

I hear the kettle singing
out it’s boiled call
I watch you dangle tea bags
and hum your favourite song
I see you grab the butter
and the milk out of the fridge
and screw your pretty nose up
as you unexpectedly sneeze

you grab a piece of toast
and feed it to the dog
and tell him he’s a good boy
I love how you say that
yes it is the simple things
that I could watch for hours
the moments of your ‘everyday’
that I so love and admire

Breaking Up

Don’t walk out the door

How will I cope when you are not here?

Please don’t leave me

Will you even care if I shed a tear?

We laughed but only yesterday

Now you want to go?

I don’t understand… please talk to me?

You are my love, my world, my beau

Couples fights and then make up

Can’t we talk this through?

Stay with me…talk to me

Please can’t we do that too?

The sound of the door closing

I stand numb with tears on cheek,

I see the clothes strewn on the floor

Can’t breathe, my heart feels weak

You have gone, I stumble from the room

I fall to floor upon my knees

My breath in gasps… it’s hard to breathe

My body shakes…eyes closed…can’t see

I rock like that of a child

Thinking this isn’t true

You have left..gone from my life

Come back, return…I love you

My tears… my body aching

I’ve lost all control

The pain it cuts into me

That of a knife into my soul

I cannot think, I only feel

I want the pain to go away

I’m alone, I’m scared my world now black

I love you…can you hear me?…come back….come back…come back