This Mess
He told one of my children
"She created this mess."
He is the one that cheated on me for many years
Not with some random person
But with my best friend
He is the one that stayed for forty years
Was in it with me up until the very end
And
The end was not a day he decided
Not a day he planned
It was the day I discovered
He was not just pretending to be my man
Not just carrying on like we were alright
But continuing to make plans for our future
Up until that day
Up until the day it ended
The day ...
I learned my love for him had been betrayed
Where in all the years
In all the calls between him and her
In all the secret dinners and meetings
In all the touches and words he gave to her
Was there room for me
Was there ways for me
Was there blame for me
To create this mess?
He trapped himself
Inside a web of so many lies
He's now trapped with her
Attempting to disguise
His new life was somehow a mess I made
I would never have made this mess of my life
I did not make this mess
I am caught in a mess
They made
He made
Of so many lives
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