She came in late
There was no hello
I wasn't asleep
But she wasn't to know
My head on the pillow
Eyes closed shut
She'd been out drinking
And was now half cut.
She left her phone upon the bed
She went to the bathroom
Her texts I read..
Intimate messages from another man
Consumed by her..... not in my plan!
Yearning for kisses meant for me.
It takes two to Tango... Not three!

"Thanks for the kiss" her last text read.
The nail in the coffin.
Was our relationship dead?
Shock.
Confusion.
Anger.
Denial.
How long had this been going on?
The Toilet flushed
The bathroom door creaked open.
She tip toes across the hall.
Into the bedroom.
"I love you" she whispered in my ear.
The penny dropped!
How considerate.
I was well and truly taken for an idiot!