Bad Memory

 
How can I lay between these sheets,
when you had him on them?
How could you let another in our home,
on our bed and inside your body?
How do I kiss those beautiful lips,
you use to kiss another?
It was December or the last night in November,
and many years after I'll always remember.
I loved you to the point of drowning my regret,
that morning I got home and I'll never forget.
I sensed a feeling,
while you were getting your sexual peeling.
I'm still trying to get over,
a ‘mistake’ of a former lover.
Though it's dead to me,
she haunts me like a bad grade of capital C