Poems from a beating heart

Unfaithful

She looked at other boys
She talked to other guys in a way
that should only be said between
a man and women
Pictures were sent to not just a few
She told him not to be jealous
Not to be afraid
That she loved him and him only
But how could he not be hurt?
How could he trust her?
When he's been hurt?
For this was not the first time
This has occurred
He loved her
But it seems, he was only fooling himself
For she was a whore and
he has been holding onto, a broken dream of what was
and will never be...