A dish best served cold!

You reach for your phone as the text comes in,
Stealing a glance in my direction,
Checking to see if I have noticed,
I continue to focus on my laptop screen,
But I see you guiltily look at your phone,
You try to act normal as if the text is just from a friend,
Ha, yes its from a friend, one I'm not suppose to know about!

You text back and forth, all the while keeping one eye on me,
You think I don't know, that I don't notice,
I notice how you nip to the bathroom for a quick wash,
the change of underwear too, before you annouce,
"I'm just popping round to a mate's"
Followed by some feeble attempt at a reason,
A cause of your sudden need to go out.

I know what you are doing though you think I don't,
The dating website you are a member of,
Yes I've seen the emails, I've checked your phone too,
You think you have been carefully,
Clearing your browser history, deleting texts,
But not careful enough, random texts you have forgotten,
I seen them I have the proof, stored safely.

Just a little more I need to be ready,
Enough to stop you from pleading not guilty,
So I will give you rope long enough,
For you to twist and turn, and trip yourself up.
I will pretend I'm unaware, make believe you still care,
That our marriage is safe from the rocks, but
Just remember my love, revenge is a dish best served cold!