A husbandless house,
A lonely spouse,
Always waiting,
Constantly debating,
The myriad voices,
Questioning our life choices,
"How do you live alone in this alien city, with a perpetually travelling husband?",
"I respect his career choices and have made myself accustomed",
"Poor you! What a tough life"
"Not really. He is my life, I am the happiest wife"
This cat and mouse game,
Was alright, until parents we became,
If it took two to make a baby,
Then why say maybe,
When I requested you to pay a little more attention at home?
An equal partner was whom I sought,
Instead I found myself caught,
Inside a stinging hot cauldron,
Overflowing with unrealistic goals, self-destruction and over-work,
You turned a blind eye to everything that mattered,
Your selfish decisions have royally battered,
Everything we built so hard to create,
Starting with being each other's best mates.
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