Snow White Doesn't Live Here Anymore

A few years ago I dated a man for three dinner dates. I realized he wasn't for me, a tad too much of a narcissist.

2 weeks ago I noticed that he had recently married a woman who is a more naive version of me. She writes enthusiastically about her new husband in her blog and is very excited about being married. I notice that she's living in her house while he is living in his house, 40 miles away. I notice that she is doing all his typing, has set up his blog and is managing all the content because he doesn't type or use a computer, which is something he had requested that I do though I told him absolutely not. I notice that she is driving him to all his doctors appointments, to the grocery store and to all his special events, because he doesn't drive or own a car. I notice that she made a special picture album of their marriage and that he has failed to mention anywhere or to anyone that he has gotten married.

I'm so glad I'm not her.

I loved him
I loved him well--
well enough to clean out the attic
he used as a heart

and dusted off the mirror
he used as a mind.
You hoped I'd do better than you did;
You doubted it.

You were right!
Are YOU available?

=)

...of what I'm not missing.