Over Worked

i’m having trouble understandin…even though the fine print was explain..im having trouble understanding with the constant eye rolling as though you were action figure..wanting to be played..i having trouble understanding why after all years our love has gotten..to be an after taste…the kind you don’t want to.. I’m tryin to understand the ships course are more than just waves ..i’m tryin to remember those nights in the kitchen that was in the church where your green eyes met mine..coffee how it got made..and the words were written…all the while you never asked what those words truly meant..you just gazed at them and said when will i write them again