The Perfect Couple

A poem about betrayal.

Once the man I thought sincere
As loyal as he seemed to appear
Did one vengeful, thoughtless, heartless act
All emotions but love he kept intact

So the sacred bubble has now burst
Instead of blessed I feel cursed
An attachment too strong, I can’t let go
Now wed to someone I’m not sure I know

My delusion destroyed in just one night
That the bond of ours was watertight
Your lips stayed truthless from fear and pride
You preferred your guilt in my eyes as I cried

My image of you jaded, my respect diminished
Since rather than stop, you had to finish
Is your rash from the dirt of which you’re both coated?
My final gift for being honest and devoted

A year of holding only me
And you give your touch so easily
Then you ask that I blindly forgive
While unromanced I sadly live

You’re trying to win a war
Without proving it’s worth fighting for
I remain half-hoping, half-planning my escape
Before another bout of emotional rape

I stare in disbelief through your defensive attacks
Wishing your sweet words were back
Still I stay in our broken home and wait
In a constant, painful, yearning state