When the Fat Lady Sings

As a single tear falls

From my eye

I remember the days

I remember the nights

When everything seemed

To make sense

Now all we have is

Silence

It’s like a cut out of

Dru Hill

Because we’re not make love

No more

It’s like we aren’t even

Trying to change

It’s like it slipped away

I’m not even sure I

Want it to change

I feel dead inside

Most days

But what can you do

When the pain is

Prevalent

Sweeping it under

The rug

Has now made a lump

Of stuff we

Just don’t wanna deal with

Can’t we go back to

Before we had kids

Maybe then it would

Be better than what it is

Who knows

Maybe the kids are like our

Glue

The only thing not

Making this relationship

Even more

Aloof

Signs that our relationship

Is dying