N.The waiting game

Why do you keep crying?,
your tears are all in vain,
why put yourself through
is unbearable pain?
Each night that goes by you lay
there and you hope,
then another dawn breaks and
you wounder how your cope.
You go through the motion of doing a chore,
thinking every moment he'll walk back through your door.
He'll come with smile,
picks up the kids,
using words like (hello),
but you know in your heart he really
wants togo.
He'll ask the same old questions,
"how are you?"
"how you getting on?"
Him knowing your heart is breaking,
and your ever be as stronge.
Thay seem to play on it
like its just a game,
thay have this way of condeming you,
like your are to blame.
So you have no choice you take each day as it comes,
do the washing up,pack school bags,help the children with there
somes.
Sadly in your heart and mind
its over for sure,
he's not anytime soon,
going tobe knocking on your door.
One day your want to cry,
and the tears thay will not run,
then you suddley realize that
and new has just begun.
You see in time the pain fads away,
evapoates in the air,
and your look back and wounder
why you ever cared.