You checked my phone like you were hunting for truth, whole time you were hiding from it. Every “who is she?” was really “don’t find out about him.” Eight months and I was the only one being real in it. Fed your kids. Held you down. Introduced you to my family. You sat at our table with betrayal in your mouth. That’s sick. And I knew. Who am I kidding? I knew before the proof. You just lied well enough to make me question myself. That’s your talent, right? Twisting truth until somehow I end up apologizing. You cheated. Not once, only you know how many times. Now you’re crying victim? Nah. Forget that. You don’t get tears for damage you caused. I don’t miss you. I regret you. Time? Gone. Money? Whatever. Trust? Dead. The love I gave you, you don’t get twice. You don’t deserve it. You never did. So I’m at peace with walking away. You are someone who was never worth staying for.
