Unwed Widow
Who am I?

We lived together for so very long
Built a life, made many memories
But we never took the vows
Blending us together as a man and wife
We never felt the need for such convention
You were happy to call me ‘girlfriend’
And nothing more
And I thought I was happy too.
But then that tragic night
When the police knocked to tell me
You were never coming home again
And we lost you.
And I lost me.
Left behind with no identity
I was
More than a girlfriend
More than a life partner
More than a lover
But not quite a wife
Sharing years of intimacy, trust and love
But now there is nothing
To define us.
I have become a contradiction in terms
I am an unwed widow
- Julie O'Hara
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