Why do relationships die? I’m sure I can’t tell you why. The sweetness, the joy… They turn sour, by and by. One person seems to stop Loving another; a sigh Of sadness, a teardrop… A wariness, a fear… Happiness in each other Turns to an attempt to smother The fact that it feels No longer the wonder That it was before. Before things go under… Perhaps there’s time to shore Up the weak spot, and retrieve The magic…but life’s not fair Or kind, or just. Is there hope in the air.. Or is it just dust?