Darkness Returns

I always had this feeling that baby boy was cheating

I kept telling myself, “If you aren’t happy, B just leave him.”

Do you know how it feels to hurt behind closed doors?

When you go outside you’re wondering what you’re smiling for

To come home and find things missing, things that only you should use

To know that while you’re working to pay bills

He’s out with someone else

To wonder if he actually went out with someone else or if they came to him

If they were together in your bed or on your couch, maybe just on your floor

Do you know how it feels to do everything for a person, to deny him nothing, and have him just slap you in the face with infidelity?

The pain, the humiliation

The feeling of betrayal that no one will ever be able to fix

It’s the kind of pain that changes you

It makes you stronger

But also darker and trust isn’t given freely, if at all

It makes you wonder if anyone is even worth the time it takes to get to know them

Or is everyone a lying sack of s**t like him?