How it goes

She sits in the window
and she stares at the road.
She smiles at her lover
and she undoes her robe.

He doesn't look up
he just gets in his car.
He buckles his seatbelt
and drives away far.

She sits and she waits
with no texts and no calls.
She gets a cold feeling
and paces the halls.

By seven o' clock
he strolls in the front door.
She asks where he's been
but she is ignored.

He goes to the bedroom
where he sits and he sleeps.
She lands on the couch
where she worries and she weeps.

The very next morning
of the very next day,
he comes in the living room
and asks if she's okay.

She slept on he sofa
curled up with no covers.
While he palyed his games
he didn't think of his lover.

She falls for his smile
and smooth sounding words.
He leads her to the bedroom
to play the bees and the birds.

When all is said and done
he goes back to his game.
She rolls on her side
and cries once again.

No hugging, no kissing,
no sweet, loving words.
No cuddling, no romance
just bees and some birds.

So she goes to the bathroom
where she starts to cry.
She looks in the mirror
and says, "I want to die."

But she goes back to the bedroom
and the very next day,
They were hugging and kissing
and everything was okay.