I wrote this in 2006 when me and my husband were in this monotonous routine of kids, work, and school. I felt lonely in our relationship and it was hard for me to express it to him.
It’s frustrating
Living like this
Without desire or passion
The only thing that’s left for us
Is to leave from here
This everlasting ocean of loneliness
In which we are drowning
And separately swim to the shore
of happiness
Where we both belong
Life on the BPD 
That’s a tough, really tough place to be in Patti, the loss of passion, but expected after so much time together. I have a kid, but have never lived with a lady for more than five months. It seems to help like over the road truckers and the old maxim – absence makes the heart grow fonder.
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