“I slept with someone else…”

My heart feels crushed

My chest feels tight.

I’m being pushed

Slowly out of the light.

I’ve grabbed an electric fence

and the shock runs through me.

My being is tense

as I picture her, so lovely.

I’m in a state of shock

And I’m slowly losing control.

Should I have opened the lock

to my young — naive — soul?

I try not to close my eyes,

I simply hold onto that smile.

I think more and more of the lies

And how far I’ve come, mile after mile.

My arms swing —

My head knocks —

My legs kick —

And my heart beats.

I love you.

I really, truly, do.

But how do I put my mind at rest

That it wasn’t me, but you?