Sometimes I think about it.
Being with someone else.
Not now while I’m married.
When I am no longer married.
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.