Just what was I thinking of,
when I wrote the previous posting,
written during lunch time?
Guess I was thinking of
my ex-wife again.
How did I lose that one.
When I looked back,
I did not talk to her
very much.
I was much happier,
doing my work
and
found the company
of a book
more interesting
than my wife.
Poor girl,
it must have been so lonely
being married to me.
Yeah, I bought her expensive gifts,
afforded her a dream beachhouse,
expensive holidays,
branded clothes and jewellery,
tried to provide her love,
and support.
But,
I never felt the need,
to listen to her,
or anybody.
I was so caught up
in my own
career success
and my cold logic
in every situation,
never felt the need
to listen.
She felt like an accessory,
in my life,
a non-entity
in my house,
a silent partner
in my marriage.
Guess I can only blame myself,
for being so cocksure
of myself,
that I invalidated
her entire being.
With a gapping emotional void,
it is only natural,
that she ended up
in the arms
of another man.
Maybe its too late,
to say I'm sorry.
But I do wished,
she helped me change,
for the better.
