I wasn't aware that she exsist.
Never knew she experienced my bliss.
Nobody told me that I wasn't one of a kind.
Never thought anything of him always being on the grind.
Never missed him as he crept to her home.
Never paid attention when he whispered on the phone.
Never expected him to treat me bad.
None of my days with him were bleak or sad.
Never suspected that he lead a double life.
Never knew he asked another to be his wife.
Never picture him loving anyone else but me.
Never opened my eyes to see.
Never had nights filled with tears.
Never fathomed I was wasting my years.
Never could see him being that fucking bold.
I mean damn, he have a son that's two years old.
Never noticed that I didn't have him to depend on.
Realized this when I met his other wife
and two year old daughter at the family reunion.
Surprise.
Love the shape and the repetition in this one too- flows smooth, looks good, and I like the way you talk about real issues and occurances in your poems - keep all of this good stuff comin!! :-)