It came at the height of our humdrum happiness.
I’d settled in. You’d settled in. We’d settled in.
Get the kids to school. Go to work. Come home.
Rustle up a bolognaise or maybe order a takeaway.
Get the kids to bed. Flop on the sofa.
Have a cuddle which might lead to more
depending how tired or not either of us was.
Comfortable. Safe. Normal.
How long had you known?
How long had I not?
Did you know when it started
you would rip my heart out?
Was it physical or emotional?
Emotional being so much worse.
Who is she?
Do you love her?
NAME.
Give me her name.
When did it start?
Who knows?
Does everyone know?
Where did it happen?
Did you give one thought to our kids?
Was she better than me?
Younger?
Sexier?
I’m disgusted
Distraught
Confused
Angry
Beaten
I can’t bear you near me any more.
Take a hundred showers.
I can still smell her on you.
No forgiveness.
Trust is gone.
Don’t dare say you love me.
You played football with a bomb.
Now you’re sorry it exploded?
You broke my heart.
You broke your children’s hearts.
Maybe you’ve even broken your own heart.
Go.
No winners here.
You did it.
Now live with it
as I have to.