Sometimes I think about it.

Being with someone else.

Not now while I’m married.

When I am no longer married.

I think,

Could I?

Could I even be with another man?

I can’t imagine.

Wanting to even kiss someone.

I can’t imagine wishing someone was here when he’s away.

I can’t imagine going to Starbucks or Home Depot or the grocery store with someone.

I can’t imagine someone wanting to do those things with me.

It’s not I have “low self-esteem” or that I am bitter.

I’m just so dead inside.