I am the Other Woman

I am the Other Woman
Savannah Baer


In the quiet moments, I catch his gaze
Not on me but on another face
I see his smile, a longing look
In this moment my whole world shook
He looks at her eyes that shine
A longing there that once was mine
But when he turns to meet my stare
It is a friend’s warmth not a lover’s care
I feel like the other woman now
A place I never knew somehow
In his heart I thought I would stay
But I am just his friend at the end of the day
I wonder when his shift began
When I lost the old romantic man
How did I not see the love fade away
Or did I just hope it would always stay
I wear the ring, I share his name
But in my eyes it’s not the same
Unfulfilled I stand by his side
Not only a friend, but a faithful bride
But in my heart I crave to be
A woman he wanted to love fiercely
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Agustin Avatar
September 21, 2024 at 5:24 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Seeker Avatar
September 18, 2024 at 9:25 AM
Ah, the pangs on unrequited love. Beautiful poem, SB
Baer Avatar
September 21, 2024 at 6:01 AM
In a way I suppose this poem does show unrequited love... however the inspiration of the poem was to show the effects of my husband's pornography addiction on me. It is humorous how similar unrequited love is to a loving marriage if there is a wandering eye.
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