Someone

I've locked myself into this life knowing I can't be your wife I'll be the one waiting on the side. I'll kill what's left of my pride, to be with you, a moment to share the precious moments that you dare. Stealing time away from it all, awaiting daily for your call. Trying to entice you with my words I can only write, you've never heard. If I love you, it will mean goodbye to leave her you won't even try. So I sit and wait, and wait some more to hear that knock upon my door. Breathless I'll open, hoping it's you having a few hours with nothing to do. So we'll continue our hidden romance until the next time you find the chance. Or I find the strength to make it end to find a lover, husband, and friend. Someone that I can call my own Not just a message on the phone Not someone with moments to share but someone with a lifetime to care. Someone that I won't have to hide, and will help me mend my broken pride. And I know now, if I break away I'll find that someone, someplace, someday!This was inspired by the challenge to write about being in love with a married man...I didn't add about the wife finding out...I made it so the woman decided it was not what she wanted in life, to be the one on the side.. :) Written February 18th, 2002 © on Feb 17 2002 08:12 PM PST, Deborah Wolz   0 • 10