My overwhelmed, fragile, aching heart
Shall undoubtedly be deluged,
It’s beating life giving pulse drowned…
Stilled, lost to a watery grave with…
Sea Salt poured in my open, bleeding wounds
My mind Sautéed in brine, rancid seaweed
As your betrayal builds up…
A monsoon… a tidal wave
Rolling, crashing, rising
It’s frothy tips soaring ever higher
Rushing in to demolish
All … Everything before it…
The sea wall of my fortitude
Stands not a chance
Of withstanding the deluge
The oceanic onslaught
That is your latest reveal
How could you?
After all we have been through…
All we have meant to each other..
You would choose now to tell me this?
Oh, the horror…
Of knowing my soul mate
Is at heart a cat lover….
….
Come on Rover, we need to take a walk.
😎🐱🐕😎Who’s a good boy? 😎🐕🐱😎
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
Never mind. I give up.
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