You and I know full well this is dependent on whether or not we can get our shit together, make the commitment and reinvest in a relationship. So many times I felt like saying "fuck it. If it's gonna be this much work it hardly seems worth it." And it's not supposed to be work I can't remember it being this hard. I can't read your expressions, your body language is strange and guarded.
I remember seeing you in the yard. Laying under the sun, your skin brown from the sun. and I wonder if I'm the same man you fell in love with and where is the girl I used to want to spend my life with? Some give and some don't give enough and it's hard for me to try when it feels like you've already given up. The way things are shaping up it looks like another quiet night, you can go to bed early, I'll tuck you in and turn out the lights.