I sit in the darkening room wondering if James will come back to me. He has options and I don't. I would never hold him back. I wouldn't be fair of me.
I get jealous of attention he receives but I try to hide it. Push my insecurities down so he won't see the real me.
The flawed old woman who's about to be put out to pasture, well past my due date. The old battleaxe has to step aside for a younger...male...replacement soon.
It hurts more than I'd ever imagined. I don't want to lose James too.