Idiot.

The world is full of liars.
The world is full of believers.
The world is full of people that trust.
I hoped that you were all three of them in one.
But as you walk out the door again, saying:
"I'll be back late, don't wait up for me."
My stomach clenches.
My eyes become moist.
And an image of you with him flits across my mind.
You think that I don't know.
You think that you're been discrete.
But that is far from the truth.
I know that you're with him.
I know that you're more than friends.
You're enthralled by his words.
You're bored by mind.
So I shall wait up for you,
And I shall tell you that it's over.
I may say that now.
But I know that when I see you walk in.
With that smile on your face, remembering your evening with him.
I shall be unable to challenge you.
I will meekly accept your explanation about traffic.
I say to myself, next time is the last time.
I've said that before and here I still stand.
All I asked for was honesty.
All I got was deception.
As I close my eyes and drift into unconsciousness.
I think that I am an idiot.
For I am an idiot.
But a caring & loving idiot.

Copyright Benjamin J Jones. ©