Nobody’s Wife

For the first time in years

I saw your face today,

standing on the pavement

you happened to look my way.

For a second I thought

you might recognise me

but you turned your head

and I decided to leave you be.

It has been decades

since I last spoke to you,

yet the memory is strong

even after you moved

onto to pastures new.

On occasions I find myself

wondering was I to blame,

did I make plans for us

that you found too tame.

You said you couldn’t

wait to experience life

and you weren’t going to

stick around and

become a nobody’s wife.