A WIFE’S TEARSI cry for all the pain I feel,in her arms you do laymy trust you did stealits ten o'clock and you’re still away.I had to work late is what you'll sayshe called twice but did not speakas I stare at uneaten dinner platesI can smell her perfume on your cheeks.In my bed she did sleep,I can't take no more of thisI remember an extra copy of the keyhome alone while you’re with your mistress.A wife's tears, seems not enough its ok, Allen is helping me move in my stuff.Was she worth it?You say you love me.You say you care.You tell me not to leave but you’re never there.You see the tears running down my eyes and all you can say is “please don’t cry”.You say she means nothing but you allowed that nothing to ruin a part of me.You tell me that I’m your everything…How could you tell her that you loved her?How could you sleep with her in our bed?You forgot about your everything for a moment of nastiness.You forgot about our home because of your loneliness.You forgot that your loneliness was your fault.Our home is broken.Our lives have changed.Happily ever after is no more.When I look in your eyes, I see her.When you touch me, I feel her.I hate her.I hate you because of her.When you look in the mirror, are you proud?Is this what you thought we’d become?Was she worth it?BITCH HE’S MARRIEDBitch he’s married, you heard what I said,Don’t come at me with your bullshit because he got in your head.He preached he wasn’t married, he said he lives alone,By 815 he has fucked you and on his way home.You didn’t see it coming, you didn’t think twice,That maybe just maybe, he’s leaving to be with his wife.How pathetic you are settling to be second best,Bitch I know one thing; you will never walk down a runway in my wedding dress.I got to give it to you for distracting him and disrespecting me from behind,But his ass knows to be in my house by nine.The moments you’ve shared, the lies he has told,You believe him with every breathe, what a simple hoe.Time is passing and you still have no clue,That when all else fails, bitch he won’t end up with you.Bitch if you think I’m playing ask him and you will see,That even if he leaves, I will be getting alimony.Then I’m coming for you, you are weak and lame,Your hustle is no match for how I play the game.Oh don’t be scared now bitch, you thought you had him,I’ll see you in court; by the way my lawyers name is Adam.I’ll sue you and I’ll win,Alienation of affection is how this began.You cry and moan that you didn’t know,But the calls and text messages is what my phone bill shows.Sneaking around has its repercussions,Bitch I warned you about fucking my husband.Karma is here, and these are your consequences,That’s what you get for being a temporary replacement.A mistress knows nothing else besides using her pussy to be carried,This should be the last time I say this,BITCH HE’S MARRIED.By: Angela PittsIFIf I told you that I loved you would it matter? If I asked you not to leave would you stay? If I kissed you would you kiss me back? If I cried on your shoulder would you wipe away my tears? If I gave you my heart would you break it in two? If I could look past the pain could you? For "IF" to only have two letters it is such a BIG word. If I loved you could I move on? If I cared could I forgive? If you looked in my eyes could you see my soul? could you see the damage that has been caused? If we could go back in time would we? If I told you the pain was killing me would you stop? please stop... then again If grandma had balls she’d be grandpa so in the end "IF" never really matters.BY JASMINE MCKETHAN
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