no body, no crime

holding hands, touching lips, keeping no secrets

or so She thought

 

there was another that kept His heart warm

another one that could

make Him laugh

make Him flash that cheeky smirk

 

they met by total chance

She knew that only fate,

taking form in a brown-eyed girl,

could tear Them apart

 

some girl that was once the other woman

took Her out the picture

of Her own marriage

of Her own family

 

He had already moved on

She was reaching for Him once more

it was of no use

She was of no use

 

/////

 

following His father’s footsteps

He got who He wanted

 

65 years does not come without infidelity

no one can escape it

neither did he

 

combat combined with loneliness

does not do any good to a person

 

in a foreign country, there are

new things to see

new connections to make

 

he wondered,

“Are they built different like I’ve heard?”

 

there’s only one way to find out

she’s back home in New York

she surely won’t

 

regret comes 5o years later

she knows now,

she’s stronger than he ever could be

 

she forgives

everything is once again okay

 

children

then grandchildren:

Good things may come out of a terrible mistake.

 

however,

secrets and sins leave an indelible mark

onto those they surround.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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