Once trust has been destroyed ~ Can it be ~ as Ernest Hemingway Has famously said ~ “strong At the broken place” ~ or will It remain shattered ~ and too Fragile to believe in any more ~
We were happy ~ or so I Thought ~ the perfect couple ~ One for the ages and the Envy of our friends ~ until I was blindsided by your Sudden announcement that ~
You needed space ~ and time ~ To be yourself ~ to be by Yourself ~ and that you were Leaving me and our child to Flounder ~ in an unaccustomed And unwanted abandonment ~
You had your plans all made ~ A new apartment to be paid for ~ With money you had hidden From me and lied to me about ~ Which makes me wonder if I ever even knew you at all ~
And what can I tell our newly Teenaged daughter ~ who needs Her father as she never has Before ~ how can I convince Her you still love her ~ and that Not all men will act this way ~
I am bewildered and lost ~ and So far beyond feeling hurt I would need a new word to Describe it ~ but for our daughter ~ An innocent victim ~ I must be the Strong place that was broken ~
My love is black ~ or so he tells me ~ My adoring eyes see only sweet warm brown ~ To match his eyes and complement his hair ~ My skin is fair ~ my hair pale gold ~ My eyes are blue or gray to match my mood ~ And when we lie exhausted in each other’s arms ~ Our limbs entangled and our breathing slow ~ We make a lovely picture ~ In the spill of moonlight ~ On the bed ~
She reached out and brushed A small piece of lint from your lapel ~ And you gave her the intimate smile You used to save for me alone ~
I glanced at her husband ~ but I could tell the moment ~ had Totally escaped his notice ~ His arm around her waist ~ a fond And trusting look upon his face ~
We stood there as we had So many times before ~ two Couples ~ four friends ~ but Suddenly everything had changed ~
The question is what will I do now ~ How shall I react the next time ~ You reach for me in the night ~
Knowing you are thinking of her How can I bear it ~ how can I not ~ for no matter where your Heart has strayed I love you still ~
I could confront you ~ extract a Promise which I believe you’d keep ~ But knowing that you yearned For her would be as painful As the actual affair ~ and you Seem happy loving both of us ~
I lie there sleepless ~ staring at The ceiling ~ as I begin the long And painful journey that is Now my life ~
I could have throttled her ~ Will throttle her And with great pleasure ~ I wait only for my chance ~ To take her by Her lying throat And drag her ~ speechless For once ~ into the Shadows of the night ~
I am not fearful Of discovery ~ As the dim and shifting Light hides more Than it reveals ~
Silence so dense as to Erase all sound ~ Will cloak our footsteps ~ And struggle as she may She is no match for me In strength or purpose ~ I will bend her Will to mine ~ No matter what I have to do ~
If she thinks I will let Softer feelings Stay my hand ~ She is mistaken ~
I trusted her ~ With my life and The lives of my brave men ~ How could she Play me for such a fool ~
But even as I wait My chance at her ~ My mind scrambles ~ Like the piteous Thing it is ~ To find some Other explanation ~ Some way out of the Nightmare my life Has now become ~
I pray ~ as I have Never prayed before ~ That I may find some way ~ To keep my honor And to spare her life ~
But if this truly is Betrayal ~ then on this Night ~ for all Intents and purposes ~ My life will end With hers ~ and I will lose my love ~ And any hope I Ever had of heaven ~
I’ve never seen eyes as Green as yours ~ Like grass in the Springtime Pushing toward the sun ~
Your skin has a healthy color ~ That owes nothing to A tanning bed ~ And your five o’clock shadow Is real ~ yielding to your Razor once again each day ~
There is nothing artificial About you ~ nothing studied Or unreal ~ truly you’re a What you see is what you get type ~ And that’s just fine with me ~
I love the way you look at me ~ Your heart in your eyes as Your work-roughened hands ~ Reach out to touch me As if I’m something precious ~
I don’t know if love has blinded You to all my faults ~ and truly I don’t care ~ so long as you see What you want to see ~ you Make me a better me than I am ~
You draw my eye ~ whenever You enter a room ~ Your grace and the very Shape and the size of the Presence you inhabit in the Universe ~ Are so unique that I would know you Anywhere ~
Whenever I think of you ~ I think of love on the grand scale ~ As if you and I were meant To have a mighty impact In the scheme of life ~ I find it hard for me think of us In any other way And yet ~
While I was filling up those rooms Inside my head ~ with memories Of magic and shared ardor ~ You have been always ~ the Calm and steady core at the Heart of my existence ~ without Whom I’d have shattered Long ago ~
Here in this reality ~ You have tethered me to Earth ~ And I have shared with you my stars ~ Can you even begin to imagine What comes next ~