Surreptitiously I spy the man,
the man I wed
He's only a photo, not a person
He exists in my head.

I'm so lost and alone
A singular soul without a home
Does he miss me too?

I think he does
I hear it in his voice on the line
We speak daily
But I'm out of my mind.

I cry, I drink, I laugh
it doesn't matter
'cuz it all feels the same
I look lost and unhappy
But I have no shame.

'Cuz I really miss James.

December 2006 © CLPridemore
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