House of Cards

Is our love dead?
I sit and stare out the window, rain
Gently drumming its fingertips against
The window panes while my forehead rests
Against the clammy center of my palm.
Two cups of coffee sit at our dinner table,
Rapidly cooling as I watch you staring at your back.

Is the love broken?
Can I let it go, a life time of memories
Photos splayed on the table telling of
Summers spent under apple trees with laughter
Dancing on the wind, of winters clutching each
Other in the snow as flakes nested in our hair.

My fingers slowly clutch the cup in front of me
As I stare at your back, willing you to break the
Silence that has us ensnared like prey, wishing
You would speak, letting the words I long to hear
Tumble from your lips and fanning the dying flame
In my heart.

How did this happen?
When did we become two strangers being
Perfectly excellent room mates who shared the same
Bed, tangled in sheets with our backs facing each other
When we use to be tangled in the others arms.
We pass in the hall like phantoms now
Barley aware that the other exists.

Will I take the first step?
The fights we had mar the beauty we once
Created as I stare into the murky brown liquid
Before turning away the chair scrapping against the floor
The two of us back to back as the storm rages against
The house of cards we have built

Will you take the first step?
Can I find the strength to stay
To reach out to you and hold out you,
Can you find the strength to do the same
Or will the house of cards collapse all around us?

Finally found the time to go through my poetry and start posting it on here. So enjoy :)