You showed me once again
how affairs end
I trusted you would always be around
even when the sexual parts melted away
Though without affairs
there would be just the mundane
I’m not built for the vanilla life
Not 24/7 anyway
So I’ll take some mental bruises
Ticks me off though, that trust bull
You always want to believe….
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