Happiness turned to silence.
Voices became quiet.
Phones began calling other people.
Store trips became a vacation from home.
\"I love you\" became \"I\'ll be back\".
This was the calm before the storm.
Hands, before filled with another, became filled with other objects.
Eyes, once locked on each other, became wanderers for freedom.
Feet, once stood for each other, now stand for one.
This was the calm before the storm.
Lips, once soft and slow now became rugged and harsh.
Keys, once used to lock the door before a long day, became a passage to get away.
Memories, once made everyday, became faded, beautiful nightmares every night.
Bags, once filled with art, now filled with clothes.
This was the calm...before the storm.