Mistress


I am the other woman,
The woman who lies alone at night
In her cooling, rumpled bed…
While somewhere in the darkness,
he lies down with his unbroken promises,
their rings a matching pair.

I am the other woman
The one who is alone through tears and fear
Listening to echoes through her empty womb.
While somewhere there are birthday parties
and the laughter of a boy who looks just like him
rings through the air.

I am the other woman
The one whose loneliness is hidden
In the shadows under her eyes.
And somewhere in her deepest sorrow
and through the love she feels for him
she bears the tears, and lies, and sighs.

I am the other woman,

The woman who lies alone at night

In her cooling, rumpled bed…

While somewhere in the darkness,

he lies down with his unbroken promises,

their rings a matching pair.

I am the other woman

The one who is alone through tears and fear

Listening to echoes through her empty womb.

While somewhere there are birthay parties

and the laughter of a boy who looks just like him

rings through the air.

I am the other woman

The one whose loneliness is hidden

In the shadows under her eyes.

And somewhere in her deepest sorrow

and through the love she feels for him

she bears the tears, and lies, and sighs.

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