It seemed simple when she said
But hearing it
It oppressed heavily on his chest
Needle stabs, he felt upon its hold
She, unmoved remain folded
In her craft to show he was a fault
Her luggage already packed
Alluring smile on her face like a taunt
She kissed his forehead and said goodbye
Holding her hand he pleaded her stay
Smiling as good she told him, he must be happy
Knowing the other woman’s room will be undisturbed wide and high
On a door, like a drama she had gone
By his tears unmoved that was bygones.