The Journey

April 16 - The other woman

This goes to all the women that have ever been cheated on. Please don't feel that it's necessary to read on if this is a sensitive subject.

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I was two and you were four 

You were my childhood romance 

Through the budding springs 

And long hot summers 

We held hands along the beach

I fell in love with my best friend

And stupidly, you fell for me too 

We kept it to ourselves 

Never telling the other

Until one fine summer 

Spent on a lake 

The sunshine brought us together 

It took you awhile to ask me if 

I wanted to go on a date 

But when we did it was a disaster  

Spilled drinks and sunken boats 

Though at the end of the day 

Before the sun was set 

You kissed me firm and true 

I knew then what I know now was wrong 

That it would always be you

When we returned to school 

We danced my first dance 

In the hall at prom 

The cliche of the 'perfect night' 

But at fifteen and in search of love 

That was as good as it got

We married soon before being apart 

For college put miles between us 

I headed North and you South 

Me, not knowing it would be the death of us 

You called every night 

Told me there was no one else 

And that it would always be me 

And I believed you, how silly of me

I became a painter and you a lawyer 

We bought a house and had two kids 

Living the American dream 

Until soon we fought, everyday 

So much you moved to the couch 

I admit though it was you the most 

It was my fault a little too 

Then you found your refuge in the other woman 

The one you met in college 

And I blamed it all on you

Nights I cried, weeks and months 

Did you even give a damn? 

You didn't hesitate to pack your things 

And move into her apartment

When we signed the papers  

You had the the nerve to say 

'What about reconciliation?' 

I just sat with a bleak, blank look on my face 

And choked when you didn't want shared custody

So that was it then 

We were done 

You wanted us out of your life

And still today ten years later 

I can't look her in the eye 

The young and fair, tanned, blonde hair 

Twenty-five year old in your twisted lies

Ten years later! Ten years later! 

I still ask those same old questions 

Did our twelve years mean nothing at all? 

Our family, was it a joke? 

Was it a practice, a rehearsal, a stage 

Just for her, the real one. 

And if you really never loved me 

Then why did you tell me you did 

Now I can't believe in the word 'forever'

And after all this time, 

Through the men and lonely nights 

I still always dream about you my love,  

The man who ruined my life 

But you, you sit on your pride 

Showing off your lovely wife 

You liar, it was never me 

It was always the other woman.

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This is so depressing! And I HAVEN'T been through a divorce xD