Cold Feet

He wondered today if he could stay, he’d put me through so much. I almost died, I know I cried, I couldn’t make it alone. What are shoulders for if not to house the burdens of one’s life? Am I not the one you want to treasure as your wife? I understand the petty stuff, the nit-picky and tiny stuff, all might not be important to you, you’re happy things are working out that the kids haven’t run away. But what about the stress and strain, the inner peace, the pouring rain? What about our future home, or will I be here all alone? As I sat and wondered why, and as I sat and quietly cried, I realized what my life would be without the security, serenity and sense of self you’ve given me and I wonder if I’d done the same for you, or did I cause you to wonder if you could stay?