divorce

dusty is the table that once sat their family
broken are the lives that hold together barely
battered are the eyes that once were labeled beautiful
starving for the love they never had, mournful

when did they chose this?
when did they lose it?
the love they never had

this story of love was ripped into pieces
the hugs and the kisses were filling the creases
so what happens now and what ever happened
to the wife that listened and the caring husband
its not what they want 
this is never what they wanted
this feeling of lament 
these hearts are so vacant

they removed their rings

parting it is not sweet it is sorrow
seeking love without the author hollow