He is filing for divorce
He says he is leaving me one way or the other
I thought he would change his mind
I thought it was one of his dry jokes
Jokes so dry they give me grief
We are signing the papers in three weeks
Fifteen years gone with a stroke of a pen
He says I am disgrace and I do not look pretty no more
He says I am very boring
You know, I even learned to cook the whitest dishes just for him
I tried to make this place warm and inviting
Something I envisioned as a child
I have given every inch of my life to him for the last fifteen years
I might have saved him about a thousand times
I would kill or die for him, yet there is nothing I can do to stop him from leaving
He is taking the children with him and he is threatening me with a lawsuit
I am ashamed to go back home, without a job and education
Every time I opened a book he told me he does not accept any nonsense
Every time I applied for a job he asked me what do I need money for
When I only looked good in a maternity dress and a kitchen apron
He has not said a word to me this evening
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