Tuesday, 18 July 2017

I laboured

How did you become such a child? Even with all your elegance and a walk that could lure only a grown man. And you, seemingly above betrayal, except to yourself and your worth to me. I laboured for you, lost years off my life I expect - and for what?

The kids will ask what their mother was like and I'll have nothing to say. Nothing.

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