7 Year Bitch

When did what we were give way
to what we have become?
Which straw broke the way back?
When did we stop having fun?
When did I start expecting your lies?
When did it stop hurting?
When did we stop kissing goodbye?
That I didn't notice's the worst thing.
We stopped looking in each other's eyes
for answers, hope and mischief.
We stopped sharing all our jokes and dreams.
We bemoaned our own damn business.
The time has come to bridges build
or burn them to the ground.
Our relationship is gathering dust
in Romance's Lost and Found.