A Little Rough Patch - Sex Stories

A Little Rough Patch

Pain doesn't need to hurt by ones hand, It can hurt by what one says or doesn't say. I often say life is grand, But it's the lack of words that hurts most days. It's nice if one can just say what they mean, Talk to me and show me you care. I cannot figure out the scene, Hoping somebody hears my prayers. Not talking really hurts, Other day's I'm just fine. Some day's you're often curt, Just really out of line. I know your busy in your day, You don't need to shut me out. It's your actions and your ways, Its hard, but I cry and I pout. I tell you that your actions bother me, I try to not worry and let it pass. Some day's you absolutely agree, You weren't raised with much class. How do you think this is right? For you, you're very happy here. For me, it's a struggling fight, It really feels far to much to endear. I just smile and try not to cry, When really I'm quite upset. You're not really a bad guy, The hurtful things I'd rather forget. I'm hopeful things will turn around, This maybe just be a rough patch. There must be a common ground, I shall be happy and not feel so down. Fifteen years of a marriage is a long run, Marriage is a lot of work. There's lots of happiness and much fun, You're not always an absolute jerk.