Her crimson lipstick painted your lies red. The mark prominent on the left side of your neck.
My blood boiled when I saw your disheveled hair through the corner of my eyes, while I painted my nails white.
Did she ruin you for us or did you seek the ruin yourself? Being this late from work was never your forte.
You told me you'll love me forever. So, if our sins were forgiven, I wouldn't let yours be left free in this life.
I'm not a fool. But I've become one in your mind. Wait till I make you one in mine.
Will you hover near me now? While you reek of sweat and all things orchid? Her scent is nauseating but you still creep out of here, to go and be with her.
Even if you scrub yourself clean a million times, I'll still remember her on you. I've memorized the way you've changed and the path you take right after you step over our threshold. You think the bathroom in your only solace to scrub yourself clean off your infidelity. To forget about those times, you should've done more than just hid your lie.
The thought of you both together let's me know what I feel and when you get into bed next to me, the lack of your soul, reminds me of the cold, old night.
Kiss me goodnight.
Now, we've just become strangers in the dark light.
Leave me now, if you can and show me how you will repent.
Love me thrice in a lifetime.
Baby, I was supposed to be your lifeline.
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Provisions of Hell
Short Story"I will stealthily slip up on you in your nightmares and rip out your heart, like you did mine." ___________ Snippets of the rich and dark life of a cheating husband and a not so forgiving wife.
