The other woman

She is the most admirable and understanding woman i have ever seen..

Before she became my other woman my wife was the kinda hell that you would go to if your boss got mad with you and told you to go to hell.its like my boss was coniving with her to give me hell in a beautifully wrapped box called "leave"

The first time i saw janie i knew that she was exactly what i wanted as a man and my heart was set on her but little did i know that women can act longer than the act itself.
I took her to my house every weekend and slowly it became a home.she started fixing things at home.you dont keep a cup here,you dont roll tissue paper from this side and little did i realise that she had transferred her whole wardrobe to my place.thats how i got married.
But lets not talk about how my marriage  was a walk in...lets talk about this other woman.
The kind that knows what i need when i have had a bad day,the kind that knows the stones to turn when i cant lift my head,the kind that knows where to take my thoughts when work is done,shes the kind of woman that given another chance in life i would keep but not marry for fear of loosing her to the disorder that my wife enjoys....i mean how could she suffer from something she seems like she enjoy doing.

She knows when to talk to me and how to handle my ego.she knows when to ask and when to give. I mean her fingers fit exactly into mine.i dont really know if i love her coz i still think i do love my wife but the chemistry that we have is just above board.

If life ever  got fair i wish i would have her besides my wife.just for comfort and all the other things that my wife doesn't.