By the time you are here 

I'd probably be gone.

In the mean time we will have visited our memories the thousandth time 

And have known by then - they've lost their appeal.

We will have produced children and figured out that blood clots don't work like glue. 

We would have realized we waited too long to figure out what we wanted

to do with our lives and what togetherness ever meant to us.

The tax breaks and joint accounts will have lost their convenience.

We will have discovered that we need faceless men and women in our bed to desire each other,

the distractions will have become our usual routines and we desire less and less. 

Our conversation will be limited to asking each other the pick up and drop off schedules,

The fights will have become infrequent so are the complaints.

Each day will begin and end with just five texts or less,

with replies of yes, no, I'll let you know, ok, bye and take care.

We will be making excuses to not sleep in the same bed for days, months, and then years.

And we will surely know it is time to end it 

when we will want to fall in love and succeed with someone else all over again.