D
INTERSECTION
A
THE NIGHT AFTER THE FIGHT...
KINDA FEEL LIKE I'M WRONG...INSTEAD OF WORKING SHIT OUT...LIKE I PROMISED GOD I WOULD AT "I DO"/ ...I'M TURNING MY BACK ON MY VOWS...LAYING IN BED WITH MY WIFE...WHILE THINKING OF MY...."NEW BOO"/ IT'S WEIRD TO SAY...BUT AT CERTAIN POINTS...I SWEAR THAT SHE KNOWS/
...LITTLE THING SHE SAYS..
THE ANGER, HURT, BETRAYAL, AND DISAPPOINTMENT IN ME I SEE IN HER EYES GLARINGLY SHOWS/
...MAY BE GUILT EATING ME UP INSIDE...& THAT BY "MY WIFE" ...I COULD'VE DONE BETTER/
...QUESTIONING MY EVERY MOVE..."DID I BRING HOME ANY OF BAE LINGERIE...LEFT MESSAGES IN MY PHONE...DAAAMN IT!!! ...DID SHE FIND MY DEAR JANE LETTER???"/