Monday, May 30, 2016

I Miss My Wife.

My wife, my best friend,
But never my lover.
My perfect other half,
I miss her.

She was my rock,
Always there for me.
When I felt the world was against me,
I miss my wife.

She crossed oceans,
Travelled on crowded planes.
We don’t talk anymore,
I miss her.

If I dug directly down,
Swam a little way.
I could knock down her door,
I miss my wife.

She’s twelve hours behind,
She rises as I fall.
I fall as she rises,
I miss her.

If I could catch her online,
If my memories would stop pounding.
If I could see her once more,
I miss my wife.

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