Betrayed

Why is it that when love treats you so well,
and everything flows in the right direction, something bad happens?
I want to believe that the saying “love loves me not” is a fallacy.
After a long time hiding in my shell, far away from love,
he stole my heart—not just a piece, but all of it.
I am trapped under the spell of his affection.
He tells me I’m the only one,
and I believed him until recently, when I got a call from Mercy.
She begged me to let her have her man with some grace.
Oh, God, how did I not see this coming?
I feel so foolish. 🤦🏾
How can I let him go?
He is everything I’ve been waiting for.
Babe, how could you do this to me?
I have given you my all.
You know it,
you see it,
you feel it.
Isn’t that enough?
You tell me you’ve been wanting to let her go, but it’s been tough.
Really?
So why would you come to me and make me believe you’re the only one?
It hurts to know that these past five months have been full of lies.
I want you to be mine and mine alone.
I can’t stand this betrayal.
My heart is bleeding, my love.
You’ve struck me where it hurts the most.
My heart is now just pieces.
Do you know how much effort I put into mending it?
Only for you to come and shatter it again.
You betrayed me, mudiwa.
I cry and hope that I heal soon.