The Beginning of The End

when love begins to fade behind her eyes
and instead of soft words, sighs
when reaching for her hand, nothing is there
but empty air

when loneliness echoes on freshly built walls
between the two
when silences settle the arguments
and plans fall through

when shoulders grow cold and pillows grow damp
and hearts forget bliss
when the lust becomes loathing
without one last kiss

Daily Prompt: struggle

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