The Woman in the Black Dress

The woman in the black dress
Her portrait on the wall
Exuding so much confidence
She looks so very tall

The artist must’ve captured
A dream within his mind
No one should be that beautiful
No one among mankind

The package arrived yesterday
Just left upon the door
I brought it in, where to begin
Not sure what was in store

I ripped the wrapping off
Then I stood at it and stared
Her almond eyes, they mesmerize
Such elegance, so rare

The woman in the black dress
Delivered to no name
I hung it up, the perfect spot
Above my old bed frame

The woman in the black dress
I stared at her all night
She watches over as I sleep
But I think something’s not right

Awake until the darkness fell
Thinking that she looks familiar
I couldn’t place her lovely face
I tried but couldn’t figure

I woke before the sun
Before the thunder and the rain
I woke up with a broken heart
Clouds cry for me in vain

The memories upon this bed
They seem so far away
I barely can remember them
The last time that he stayed

His new girlfriend is younger
I’ve never known her name
I’ve never met her face to face
No identity to blame

I want to say I hate her
But the feeling’s more envy
I don’t want what she has
She is who I wanna be

I pull out his old sweater
The only thing he left
I wrap my self around it
Then I inhaled, then I wept

I look up to the portrait
At the woman in the dress
It seems she holds a secret
One that she must confess

She looks to be in love
Her grin lustful, in a trance
As if she’s thinking of someone
Perhaps a new romance

I ask her several questions
Knowing well she can’t respond
I need to see a therapist
This behavior is just wrong

I grab my red umbrella
I walk to the cafe
I order my plain coffee
Where when we met he paid

This coffee shop, was our old spot
We’d meet here before work
We lived within a block or two
His place was further north

I haven’t seen him in some time
I’ve kept myself at home
I’ve moped around, kept out of town
Just stayed at home alone

The woman in the black dress
Came in through the front door
Her face the same, the glow remained
My heart it hit the floor

Her heels black, her head held high
I looked down to her hand
A wedding ring, manicured pink
I begin to understand

Who followed broke my heart in two
In pieces, he destroyed it
My ex came in, a cheerful grin
Looked my way and enjoyed it

Pretended not to see me
But our eyes already locked
He looked away, she came my way
She sat and then she talked

“I hope you got my gift my dear
Want you to know he’s mine
My happiness, because of him
You were a waste of time

The gift was meant for him
But I thought you deserved it more
So you remember always
That you were just his whore”

My insides start to crumble
As the truth was now set free
I thought he had somebody else
That someone it was me

I run out of the coffee shop
Leave my umbrella behind
I’m soaking wet, so much regret
Run through my home to find

The woman in the black dress
Her portrait on my wall
I now know her identity
Knees buckle, then I fall

The woman in the black dress
Her portrait I’m now burning
Was it true love? I’m not enough
He used me now I’m learning

The flames engulf the bedroom
My body feels the heat
I should move, should run out of here
Instead stuck in defeat

The woman in the black dress
I’d seen her once before
Before he blocked my contact
My memory restored

Her picture popped up on a call
He said it was his sister
I smiled cause I didn’t know
All he said was he missed her

I burn the fucking house down
My soul now set aflame
I end up charred, my death was hard
I’ve only me to blame