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ghosted, my wife

won't speak to me anymore.

"till death do us part,"

we said. 

i meant it,

she lied.

"file for divorce,"

they say,

the family and friends in my corner.

"she cheated, unforgiveable,"

but i've managed to forgive...

even after all this suffering

i'd take her back again...

it hurts,

i cry,

i write this lousy poem

just to manage to get by.

i suspect the papers

are coming soon,

i'll sign them,

make no mistake,

i'll let her leave forever,

i'll let her go her way.

but still i pray,

hoping against hope,

that God would turn this around.

maybe He says "no,

there's no miracle 

to be found."

i ask Him anyway,

accepting what He decides.