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Today I woke up & the morning seemed alittle gray,

I made coffee, woke him up and with a smile started the day.

As I showered and dressed almost ready to go,

A strange feeling like anxiety began to grow.

I couldn't understand so I pushed it aside.

Grabbed my things in a hurry, my friends were giving me a ride.

at work I couldn't concentrate I wasn't feeling like myself.

I kept looking at our picture on the top of my shelf.

I called my husband at work, I dialed his private line,

wanted to know he was ok and everything was fine.

What the hell is this feeling? I can't shake it.

so I went home early, for some reason couldn't take it.

walking up the drive way my husbands car was parked.

I thought maybe he's not feeling well  thats how these feelings were sparked.

Glad to be home, now I can take care of him and he won't be alone.

Making my way to the room I figured he was in bed.

but voices drew my attention so I went there instead.

Thats where she stood scantily dressed,

Arms around eachother  bodies were pressed.

his lips on hers, they didn't notice me  standing there.

don't know if he even cared.

there was a mix of emotions that hit me all too fast.

while I was worried sick he was hitting a piece of ass,

a piece of ass that wasn't my own.

Here  I am, his wife rushing my way home,

the whole time praying  he was alright.

I come home to this fucked up sight.

my anger wouldn't let me cry, the hurt made me cold.

this is the man that made me promise together we would grow old.

with out a thought, in split seconds, I was completely numb.

I reached in my bag where I kept the gun.

almost posessed, mechanically I walked in the room.

before he could speak there was a loud BOOM.

the woman looked at me,

I saw her agony.

she said a few words but soon her voice faded.

there was a eary deadly silence. then he said let me explain.

I said its  too late you could never heal this pain.

with this said the gun went off again, two shots,

1 piercing his heart.

for his betrayal and the love he tore apart.

in moments I was awakened by a scream.

looked to my side where he laid and realized it was just a bad dream.