Sleeping With A StrangerTo sleep with a stranger.
Night after night I lay in bed,waiting to be touched or held but night after night I face the cold reality of a marriage that has failed.
I have demanded, pleaded, cried and argued that this is not the way it should be but again I lie here looking at him sleeping and knowing that he will not see that he is hurting me.
I have cried to many tears and stayed awake to many hours wondering what went wrong, thinking maybe if I could of done this or I could of said that but I know things wouldn't last for long.
So instead I lie here in this bed seeing him sleep and knowing In my heart that he is nothing but a stranger to me.