What happens when I do turns into I do not?
He used to be muscular, she used to be hot.
She used to cook for me, suddenly she stopped.
He used to be all over me but, now I'm always on top.
She used to sweep, mop, and grocery shop.
He used to buy me flowers and cook special meals for me, around the clock.
Is it me, or is it you?
Is it one unit, or is it two?
Maybe we can find a resolution and if not, what shall we do?
Do you love me?
Do I still love you?
If so, where is the proof?
Did we marry too young?
Were we experimenting, just to see if it would've been fun?
Did we follow the crowd under societal pressure?
Or did we just hit a bump in the road?
If so, do we turn here?
If not, do we crash and burn here?
Is this a classroom? Do you suppose we learn here?
If we fear divorce, let it be because we fear distancing ourselves from one another, simply because we hold the key and (or) combination number to one another's heart.
Don't let it be because he holds the black card, she claims the house, the flat screen, and the backyard.
Or because neither one of you want to be alone.
You don't have to commit adultery to break a vow.
All you have to do, is simply break the promise to ensure mutual respect, understanding, trust, and a lifelong smile.