Parting… Is Such Sweet Sorrow
Alone in my room I hear them again
Screaming out at each other
Their discord is personified in the pitch of their voices
Why do people get together
Only to hate each other?
Thinking back on it I seem to remember soft looks
I remember a touch
The smiles that followed
Only hate is evident now in the midst of their battles
It pains me to see it all messed up this way
Why they do it
I don't really understand
It seems simpler to me to just leave
Parting would be so damned easy
I think
But apparently the thought never crossed their minds
The "I'm sorries" float down the hall to my ears
It almost makes me laugh to think that this will all be repeated
…in the morning