The Other Woman

She and I have an understanding.
Before the sun is up,
we begin our journies at a common starting line.
We’ve never spoken of our destinations.
We are on different schedules
at the same times.
We do not chit-chat.
We do not criticize.
We do not even know each other’s names.
Instead, we simply, subtly nod.
We acknowledge each other —
respect each other’s strengths
and act as silent encouragement
while we push away our weaknesses.
We are all business
until our paths converge once more
at the exit.
Then, the nod is accompanied
by a tired (but genuine) smile —
because she and I have an understanding.

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