The 3rd of September 2011
It started off like any other day ......
She loved him
He loved her
They never knew it any other way
He took his time getting dressed
Even though he was already running late
And for some reason or another
He had a look in his eye that made her wonder?
He looked as if there was something he should say
But he just couldn't find the words that day
Something that was on his mind
Made her think he was in a bind
She just stared at his reflection in the mirror
As he rubbed his bald head with vigour
And though she sensed that something was wrong
He smiled at her, and the feeling passed along
It was just another normal day ......
As she tried to will herself through her boring routine
All of her days just seemed the same
And she envied him his job, but she didn't complain
She kept thinking about his expression
And drove herself mad second guessing
The way he looked that morning
As if he thought their life was boring
It was just another mundane day ........
As she tried to will herself through her routine
She kept thinking about his expression
As if he was thinking of confessing
They had been together for 26 years
And had always talked through their fears
So it bugged her that he said nothing
Though it was obvious there was something bothering
It was just another boring day ..........
As he dragged himself through this routine called life
He wished she'd notice how he was feeling
This person he cared for, his wife
And even though he was off to Ipswich
He was planning to meet up with his bitch
His wife dismissed how he was looking
As she thinks about what she'll be cooking
She thinks what a caring man he is
To provide for his wife and kids
He doesn't have the guts to tell her
She has never been more wrong!
He feels so guilty that he didn't though
He feels guilty that he's just playing along
She feels guilty that she can't get more work
And hates being down on their luck
She wishes that he was home more
And not always working away
She's glad she loves him like she does
And hopes he'll be home later that day
Someday soon they'll spend more time together
She knows it's just a temporaray blip
Until the recession is over and things improve
And that one day she won't feel so bored
It was just another ordinary day ........
When her daughter brought her the post
Urging her to open the letter
Saying "This one looks more interesting than most"
She opens it wondering slightly
If it was an invatation or what?
And as she reads the invoice inside
S l o w l y the penny drops .........
The bile rushes up in her throat
As the floor beneath moves further away
How can she protect her children from this news
What the hell can she say?
Her world is completely shattered
As she stares at the page in her hand
How could he do this after all they've been through
Did she ever really know this man?
As she retches into the toilet
The invoice falls to the floor
Her daughter picks it up and reads it
And her little world is shattered once more
"Why is Daddy sending flowers
to another woman Mummy?" she asks
What can she say? What can she do?
But wrap her arms around her as she gasps
She runs to find her sister
And tells her what she's found
And they both rush to take care of her
Their Mum, collapsed on the ground
As they sit there on the bathroom floor
And the tears start to flow
They both look to their Mother for reassurance
"How could he Mum, does he have to go?"
She needs to verify this finding
To confirm her worst fears
She decides to give him a ring -
"What's your email password dear?"
As she types the numbers into her laptop
The evidence flashes up on her screen
Three pages of the same name stare back at her
And before she can click on one to open -
He deletes them in front of her eyes!
The telephone rings and his voice rings out
"Is everything alright?"
"Pick up, why don't you answer?
I'll be home tomorrow night"
How can he lie so easily, as her heart plummets to the floor
Devastation, bereft, gutted, words run through her head
She never knew what half of them meant
And now she wished she were dead
But she was a mother of two vunerable children
Who had to function instead
And keep their home normal and running
While their Father climbed into "Her" bed
How can he live with what he's done?
It's easy for him you see, -
He's been doing this for years now
While his wife's at home making their tea
He does exactly what he wants
And pretends he's busy at work
Never bothering to talk to his wife
About his feelings, ignoring her hurt
Just prefered to leave her reeling
Now he can't bear to look her in the eye
Every time he visits to see his children
All she does is cry
He's better off without her -
Now he's free to do what he wants .........
But his girlfriend is not so stupid
She doesn't believe in cupid
She knows when she's better off
And her poor husband hasn't a clue!
Leave him and move in with her lover?
No way, It's far too much bother!
I'd rather keep him as my bit on the side
In fact he's not that good a ride
Take on his kids - No way!
That would interfere in my play
He can like it, or lump it -
I'm not giving up my marriage for some crumpet
He's an idiot if he thinks I would
When he's left his wife for good
Think I want to stay with a berk
Who nothing more than a jerk
Who wouldn't discuss things with his wife
And try and patch up their life
No way - that man is a loser
I'd rather pick up another down the boozer
Afterall that's what I did before him
Plenty more where he came from
And I'll do it again sometime soon
Just as soon as I can shake off this joker
I'll be off again playing strip poker
For some other piece of new meat
And guess what he'll call "ME" a cheat!!
Good one coming from him!
Who left his wife on a whim
She'll realize I'm doing her a favour
When she gets over this loser
She'll eventually thank me for this
And realize he didn't give a toss
For if he did he wouldn't have done it
Could at least have tried to be honest
He could have stopped it at any time
Instead of turning up at mine
When my husband was working late
Calling what we did a "date"
Didn't he know I was just using
Probably not -
Probably blamed it on boozing
Alas, it will all end in a mess
Because he's not bright enough to second guess
What that wife of his will do
I wouldn't trust her an inch now
To be continued .....................
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