Red Lipstick

It's imperfect and not entirely finished.

Tears stream down my face

Fingers nervously tap

My lover should be home by now

But there's someone else in his lap

His phone rings 

And quickly goes to mail

My stomach is tied in knots

My eyes red, skin washed out and pale

I begin to assume the worst

That he is hurt or dead

But his neck would prove otherwise

Lipstick stains a scarlet red

I reach out to call his mom

To see if she's heard from him today

He just hasn't checked his clock

Him and her get carried away

I grab the blankets 

And I try not to scream

He's grabbing her hair

He's living his dream

An hour more passes

So agonizingly slow

Then my phone begins buzzing

And the screen starts to glow

He was caught up at the office

At least that's what he said

He put on cologne, fixed his hair

But forgot the stains of red

Her heart settles as she waits at home

Knowing he is safe and sound

He smirks as he drives to his wife

Not guessing his secret may be found

As he unlocks the door, she goes to him

To wrap him in her warm embrace 

But as she goes to kiss him

A sight makes her heart race

She touched his neck, the red came off

Her eyes began filling again

He cries, he begs, please stay

But out the door she ran

I can't finish the story for you

For she is running still

Remember before you say "I do"

How easy a heart is to kill

Author's Note

It's not a fully finished draft, I still have some grammar and things to fix, but I would love any feedback.

Reviews

[Aesthetic Trash]

That was absolutely incredible...

[Death's Poet]

Thank you very much!