THINGS HAVE CHANGED

You know things have changed when she doesn't stop by on the
way to work in the morning anymore...maybe once in a while
when a memory strikes.

You know things have changed when you call her late at night
and the phone just keeps on ringing, or if she answers she
doesn't pretend that she's not sleeping...for all you know the
pretense is reversed.

You know things have changed when you haven't made love for
two whole days and she seems to like things that way...and
that tingle you've had all day gets checked at the door when
you walk in. Or,

You know things have changed when an orgasm is just an
orgasm, hardly worthy of a cigarette, even if you don't smoke.  

You know things have changed when all you seem to talk
about is what you both did today, or worse yet, what other
people did today.  Even worse, is when the TV and radio do
your talking for you.

You know things have changed when you have to remember to
think about her, when being extra nice becomes being extra
nice, when tender words have to be coaxed up by throat muscles,
and your ears twitch when you hear them...regardless of who
says them.

But you really know that things have changed when you
actually sit down to write shit like this.
TAMAJ UNITED
"Ask and it shall be written"