All They Wanted

The television mumbles something, and the room becomes so quiet that you can hear boredom scratching at the wallpaper. He wants to feel needed, she just wants to be needed, but instead of hugs, there are sighs and empty eyes. A look that promises too much and a lie that sticks worse than an old plaster. When the music fades, all that remains is tired crying and the feeling that two people have managed to trade warmth for background noise.