A loving woman

A loving woman

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A loving woman can leave her husband,

she knows well,

she once was that wife

full of hope and optimistic love

raising the kids, sharing a life

she spoke of everything to him.

He accepted her embrace during the day,

but at night, the dark abyss between them

grew wider and darker

that warm and loving bed

became a prison they shared,

his thoughts where far away

on something or someone else,

her thoughts on him, she wanted his love

and not just a dutiful man

to share the bed at night.

They paid the bills, drove the kids

the world knew nothing of this

but their invisible painful smiles.

And yet, year after year

with growing certainty she knew

that he was doing what Kant would have done.

A loving woman can leave her husband,

I know well,

I once was that wife

who grew tired of waiting

for him to have the courage

to leave what he couldn’t longer love.

A loving wife can leave her man

and gamble a middling commitment for uncertainty,

to pretend and to endure thought the loving woman

was more difficult than to leave.


Hundvåg 05.09.2015

"But when the strong were too weak to hurt the weak, the weak had to be strong 

enough to leave". Milan Kundera - The unbearable lightness of being.