I woke up next to you this morning, and did not like what I saw. Somewhat familiar, becoming a stranger, I begin to notice every flaw. Funny how the things that first attracted me are now at the bottom of my list. Can't remember the passion that was felt during the first few times we kissed, I hope your car is not in the driveway each and every time I pull up. When you reach to touch me, I cringe and feel that I just might throw up, Sometimes I hate that I even pursued you, because now I wish that I was dreaming. Trying to see in you something, anything, that will give this relationship some meaning. Becoming strangers that share the same bed is exactly where we are heading As 5 o'clock approaches, my work day end I am dreading. Coming home to you used to be a joy, but now it feels like a task. If I leave you now, I can't even imagine all of the questions that you will ask, Because you see my smiles, and hear my laughs and probably think that I am smitten by you, But just the sight of you makes me want to forget you.