All the times you lied…. you cheated
Left me in the cold
All the needless, empty promises
The stories that you told.

Watching you both there… together
Walking hand in hand
Having to hold my head up high
Too much for me to stand.

Too hot for me to handle
Now tarnished, turned to rust
Before you met her … so shiny new
Before I lost all trust.

The tears, the pain, consumed with sorrow
Overtaken, filled with grief
No way to  explain what I feel
The wound too grave… too deep.

Crushed, forlorn, purely devastated
Paralyzed … unable  to move
Standing here looking on
As she walks in with you.


Photo from Google Images. steemit.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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