An Obvious Oblivion

You turn away, and I watch your dark hair blow in the wind,
It’s almost like the thoughts of you are already drifting.
But then you softly whisper, “Babe, I did fu ck him”, and grin…
My smile turns to sadness,
Though my focus is still on you.
My world, twisting turning, into an obvious oblivion…
Like the shattered pieces of ‘our’ memories,
Are now the shattered pieces of my broken heart.