Secret Poems

I found out your dirty little secret, whore  
Stumbling onto your hidden words of love  
 
They were neatly folded, safely hidden  
In somewhere you thought I'd never look  
 
But the other day they fell out and onto the floor  
Like a hundred lies, tristes, and affairs before me  
 
It was an avalanche of adultery that buried me alive  
Made me cold and shivering from the deep, fatal sting of your betrayal  
 
Should have seen it coming, I guess  
The awkward distance between us, the glancing avoidance  
 
Determined to know the truth, I read your poems  
Each and everyone like an intercepted love letter to your Romeo  
 
Tears streamed down my face as I felt you describe him  
This wonderful man who was so much better than me  
 
You described your love for him, how he made you feel  
Recounting the many, many times he ravished you blissfully  
 
What hurt the most was to learn how long you've loved him  
That this love affair had gone on for years  
 
Then tears all spent, I waited for you  
Waited for you to get home and confront your unfaithfulness  
 
When you saw me with the bundle of poetry you smiled  
Savoring in your crushing of my wounded heart  
 
How could you do this, I asked in jealous rage  
Then you just slumped on the floor, crying  
 
It was then that it came to me, the ugly truth  
These words were written for and about me  
 
But I couldn't at first see it, having become this bitter, ugly man  
And so that day you left, taking your poems and your love for me with you
 
I started to go after you, try to make you stay
Till I realized just who had betrayed whom