She had watched him,
Smiling,
Laughing,
At texts not sent by her.
She noticed that gleam, the gleam in his eyes.
She used to be the cause of it, but things had changed.
Weeks passed, without him coming home.
The emptiness in her heart increased with time,
slowly,
slowly.
Time she didn't have.
No call, no text.
Complete silence.
"Till death do us part"
"Till death do us part"
Till DEATH do us FREAKING PART!
Did those words mean nothing at all?
Did he say them in the spur of the moment?
Months passed,
she'd only seen him twice.
Twice out of 30 days.
1/15.
He packed his bags,
No hesitation.
No explanation.
She'd become a side.
Someone he texted when his other couldn't do it.
Someone who made him only dinner, for he wasn't available in the morning.
To busy sleeping in a bed with his mistress.
To know that she should leave, yet not knowing how to.
To know that she'd tried, but still felt a failure. For she failed to save her marriage.
She blamed herself, she couldn't give up.
She wouldn't.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Forgive me, for leaving you. Have dinner with me tonight, I have something to show you" he-he he's sorry.
This is the moment she'd been waiting for.
She'd been called many names, for taking him back before. But what should she do when he is all her body knows?
He is all her body yearns for, all it needs.
He finally sat across her,
She'd watched his phone vibrate.
Another smile, another stab wound, another scar.
Bzz, bzz
She'd stared at him, realised she had no chance.
She'd lost.
Another smile and she wasn't the cause of it.
Another stab wound, call 999.
It's an emergency.
I'm bleeding out.
Another scar, to take care of.
And he's the cause.
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