© Anastas Tarpanov

They tell me I should be jealous
Jealous of the woman waiting
By the window for her husband to return
The food turning cold
As hunger claws her stomach

They tell me I should be jealous
Jealous of the woman waiting
By the TV for his leave to be approved
So they could travel to golden sands
Smoothened by the crashing waves

They tell me I should be jealous
Jealous of the woman waiting
For her phone to ring with his tone
Or the TV to be switched off
So she could get his attention
Before he turns on his playstation

They tell me I should be jealous
Jealous of the woman waiting
Waiting to be happy
Waiting to be listened to
Waiting
For her life to begin

3 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. Love it, so true about us women, waiting for men who literally steal the breath from us to make us feel complete.
    Absolutely love this piece…
    Do what you love, life is about alot more than just him…

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