I Saw A Couple

Certainly
in their late sixties.
Probably early seventies.

They’d ordered  food
and were sitting at their table
clutching two half pints.

He had such an empty face.
Resigned. Sad. Drained.
Bereft.

He looked at me,
as if to say,
‘You know how this feels, don’t you.’

She had her back to me.
And, although she was facing him,
I think she had her back to him too.