That, was how it’d, always, worked, isn’t it? When you strayed, I, forgave, and beat myself up, for NOT being able, to keep you with me, when all this time, I wasn’t even the one, at FAULT, you are, a NATURAL born, WHORE in nature, and yet, I’d, blamed myself, over the years…
When you strayed, and I, forgave, I stopped, respecting myself, and I’d, just, realized this now, after so many years, of nonstop forgiveness I’d, handed out to you, and you still, kept doing what you did, from when we were, first wed?
When you strayed, and I forgave, because I thought you loved me, after all, each and every time after you’d, FUCKED, how many whores had there been again??? I’d lost count!!! You’d, always come crawling home, on ALL fours, with that box of sweets, those, thousand long-stem roses, and those nights of, passionate, fuck sessions, to make it up to me…
When you strayed, and I forgave, I now realized, that that was me, NOT giving enough respect to ME that’s due, and I’d, found that I needed to, RESPECT myself, before I ask someone else to, so now, when you still strayed, don’t EVER think about, coming back again, I’d, boarded up the windows, NAILED them doors SHUT!
And, there, ain’t NO way, you’re, EVER, gettin’ BACK in here again.
Life, the Obstacle Course 