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Write 365: 1071 – Shackles

Change can never be for the best
Especially when it occurs on your quest
Things were once fresh and hopeful
Seeing each other now feels stale and dismal
Used to show love in the craziest manner
Kisses became less romantic and more blander
Sex wasn’t as fun and more of a burden
Days that were bright, quickly became darken
Started to entertain other parties emotionally
Keeping each other handcuffed instead of being free
Question remains asking where do we go from here
Seeing the hurt in their eyes knowing its severe
Rejection within your relationship is a horrible gripe
Caught inside that same trap when you fall for that type
Seeing that face embedded leaves you shaken in a sense
With these actions proceeding, we feel the consequence