The Loss of a Love

She gets up every morning
dresses and goes to work teary-eyed.

She sees her work as work therapy
to get over the love she threw away

with a dishonest player she met on Facebook,
who had her and dumped her

after she left her husband of 20 years for him.
She tried to get back with her husband

but he wasn’t having any of it.
She lost his love and trust forever.

And there’s no chance of her husband
after taking her back.

He cannot forget or forgive her
for exhibiting herself on Facebook,

casting herself and her wares into the sea of men
to lure their attentions and comments into her page,

disrespecting and disgracing her loving husband, like
a virtueless, attention seeking single woman.

Maybe the loss, the hard knock, will benefit her,
and she’ll make better choices with the next man in her life.

After all everybody makes mistakes
and some people become better because of them.

Bob Boyd

Author: BobBoyd

Quomodo cogis comas tuas sic videri? 79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, originally from just outside of Boston, MA. Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional. I write about many things: Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, Cryptids, Werewolves, Ghosts, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, NDEs, Women Persecuted as Witches, Fictional Characters I Create, News Stories, AI, Robots, Insects, like the poem entitled, Hail Caesar Bob, (about when bees were swarming me outside the door to my apartment), and many other topics. I write a minimum of 3 poems daily, sometimes more. View all posts by BobBoyd