Go be the man

A short poem about cheating and betrayl

So she loves you better than me? Good thing I find out before excepting that ring.
Her long hair is the color you like and she is perfect material for a wife, so why did you waste a year of my life?
Go be the man of her dreams if that's what you need to do, but this is no longer your home. We are through.
Love her with the heart I once thought I needed, or just a fantasy we created.
I hope the smell of my skin haunts your memory, and makes you long for what used to be.
Go be the man of her dreams.