In a Rut


In-a-rut
In-a-rut

Come up and fall back in 
The rut seems bigger every time
We descend again

Birthdays were somber.
I felt alone this weekend
When you slammed the car door 
And walked away.

I cursed at you 
And later at myself 
For being upset.
Ditched for what? For who?
Only you know 
And I can guess
And guessing gets you too far sometimes.

Sorry I miss the way you used to wait for me. 
Sorry I miss the way you used to hold me.
Sorry I miss they way we were.

We are an emotional chore
Cleaning up to clean up some more.

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