It was a cold night
Everything
Was planned for tomorrow
Nonetheless,
It screwed up.
She sat on the bed
Looking up at him
She said:
You're wearing a mask
Tell the truth.
He walks away
And closes the door on her
Why do women
Always have to have their way?
She seethed with hatred
He stomped with anger
She was being difficult
He was being headstrong
Neither wants to compromise.
There they remained
All night long
She wanted to keep strong
He wanted to keep his ego
They both thought each other
Selfish
That night
Relationship was broken
The seed of distance
Of hatred
Was sown
They both remained
Where they were
On the bed
In the hall
They both lost out
And was defeated by life.
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