To lay across from a stranger. To look into the strangers eyes and ignore the lies. A convenient relationship built on agreements. A Strangers Bargian. Here they lie. Eye to Eye. Night after night. Through ages they gave up finding love. They gave up fantasy and infatuations. As strangers they silently slept/ Every night.
In the law they are freed, they agreed. They had enough to seal a deal. They could tolerate enough and nothing better ever came. Love came into previous lives, but like the passing flakes of snow, they soon melted in trying heat.
Here they lie. Used to the cold night. Silently sleeping happy, no drama or any sparks. Just complacency. One pays the bills the other spends the time.
A strangers bargain so commonly signed. So many lost couples. So many chemical loves.
A Living Divorce.
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