Like Yesterday

In the morning,
will it be like yesterday?

How the hours,
drain love,
when all we want,
is the best for each other.

We grew selfish,
when we couldn’t find the words,
and became abrupt,
when we couldn’t read each other.

My stamina waned,
your resilience drained,
we held onto our past,
like a mother to her child.

Today, I’m done,
emotions weigh heavy,
so I sleep –
hopeful that in the morning,

it will be like yesterday.