This is another poem based on a prompt from the poem-a-day challenge as mentioned in my last post. This poem was written from the prompt, "Distance."
He felt it as soon as he came into the room.
It was thick and heavy in the air.
She kept silent as he entered.
Pretending it didn’t matter.
Pretending she didn’t care.
She turned away from him.
She kept her focus on her book.
Her indignant silence shut him out.
She refused him the courtesy of even a look.
“I’m sorry, my dear. I wasn’t thinking,” he mumbled
as he crossed the room to her side.
Slowly she met his gaze.
She was relieved by his apology,
and with one kiss amends were made,
ending their great divide.