You broke your vows. you broke our home. you broke my heart. I have tried to forgive you for so long now. I have tried to move past it and believe that you have learned from your “colossal” mistake. All I see when I look at you now is a liar. A cheat. A thief. I am still so angry with you, even after a year. I gave you all of me, as a wife should. I gave birth to your children, raise them as I want and should, provide undying support and love, and never denied you when you had a need. my payment is to be crushed. You have obliterated my heart. I thought I have hurt before, I was wrong. My soul has been ripped to shreds and I feel like I’m dying.
I trusted you to the furthest extent possible. I loved you and worshiped you. You treated me like a queen and made me the happiest person in the world. And almost in an instant, you draped it in raw, dark, painful disgust.
Every time you touch me all I can think of is if you are picturing her. If youre thinking of her. Did you place your hand on her face to kiss her? Did you hold her so close she melted into you? Did you steal her breath and give her yours? Did she run her hands through the back of your hair that funny way you love? Did she lay her head to your chest just to hear your heart beat?
I vowed “For better or worse, until death do us part.” and I plan to see that vow through. I am a woman of my word. I put on the pretty face, the happy smile, the facade that you have bought. I have sentenced myself to lifetime of uncertainty and doubt. I am not sure I will ever trust you again. I am not sure I will ever love you the same as I once did. I do know, I will never rely on you or place my heart in your hands again. My children have that completely.
You have broken me, but I WILL be put back together. Although my cracks may show, I will be whole. No thanks to you.