I am an introvert on an extrovert’s ride.
“Shall we move to the country?
You decide.”
“We are moving and you will
Need to do the following.”
I am living here still.
“We will have dogs and anyone can come
Into the house.
Won’t that be fun.”
The house falls down
As she chats on the phone.
She does the taxes.
I’m never alone.
There was romance at first, even a kiss,
But now she’s moved on.
2 AM in the dark
I’m writing this.