Do you too lie on the empty bed
And cry yourself to sleep
On the nights that he spends with me?
Like I do on the nights that he spends with you.
Do you keep holding on to his lies
Like they weave the last thread that
keeps you bonded with life?
Just as I do every time that
I taste you on his adulterous lips.
Do you too wonder who I am?
And what is it that I have and you don’t?
What is it that makes him leave your house
For mine every second night?
Just like I do when he walks through the door.
Do you too stand by the window
As you watch him walk away?
Do you too wait by the window
tending your wounded soul?
Just like I do in his absence.
Do you too look in the mirror with disgust
Into the eyes of that hollow woman?
Do you too feel your heart break?
When you realize he can never reciprocate
Your love, loyalty, and commitment.
I keep going through your photos
I try to decode that perfect smile
I try to find the heartbreak and pain
Which are now an extension of whatever I am
Do you too do the same?
Does your heart gasps and wails
Lungs collapse and stomach revolts
Every time you hear my name?
Like mine does when I hear yours
Do you die a little, at every sight of me?