Loneliness

When he opened the door the foul scent of musk mixed with cologne fogged the room. He eased pass her stare, careful to keep his head titled in the opposite direction of her face. She stood still, thinking back to when walking in meant kisses and hugs, long embraces and endless conversations. But now hello is barely spoken and the welcome mat no longer fits its description. And even in both their presence, loneliness exist with such deep passion that it's the only true commonality they share...