Is a thing…

Two weeks alone

Then back together again…

Takes some adjustment…

Where you park the car

In the driveway…

The seat up again

For two weeks you

Haven’t fallen in…

Sharing the tuna casserole

Made for one…

Things in the fridge

Are moved around…

Aromas coming from the kitchen

When I don’t cook…

Adjustments to our solo days

Having changed both our ways…