The leak

Fix the leak, fix the leak,

What could ever cause such pain?

Feel that you must bend and tweak,

just to see some joy again

. Distance grows throughout 2 weeks,

Distance just increases strain.

When I return will I be meek?

Or will we, once, divide the grain,

Where I have plenty, you still seek 

The decision to abstain.

Was it due to my technique?

We still have so much to gain.

Face it, we are too unique. 

Am I worth it just to feign

Enjoyment, purely of physique?

knowing in you is disdain,

Only adds to my critique.

Daily weather; emotional rain,

Until we can fix the leak

The End

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