The Man I Call My Husband
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Dernière publication ven., avr. 10, 2020
"The man I call my husband" is a poem about a woman who lays complains of how her husband has lost interest in her and no longer finds whatever she does appealing
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I entered his office, fully aware that he would be angry. As I stepped inside, he shot me a dark look, clearly annoyed by my presence. He didn't throw me out right away, but stayed seated, a stack of papers in front of him. "Anthony, please. I've tried to reach out to you. If you could just hear me out. I regret everything, truly. You have no idea how sorry I am for my actions. I can change; just give me a chance to prove I'm not the bad person you think I am. Please," my voice sounded weak, but that's how I felt. Anthony remained still, not reacting at all, as if he hadn't heard me. "Leave," he ordered. "Please, just listen," I pleaded. "If you don't leave, someone will make you." He could be harsh and unkind. No matter how many times I sought his forgiveness, he wouldn't budge. Once, I even knelt down, a moment I wish I could forget. He walked away, leaving me there. That was when I realized how cruel he could be. He never physically harmed me, but I don't think he needed to. After the wedding and what he found out, he never touched me again.
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