"Letter to Home Wrecker"

I am his wife
I am the woman who stood by his side when he had to do time.
I wrote him letters of stories to keep him entertained while he was obtained.
I was and still am his spine. Without me, he couldn’t stand straight and fine.
I am his best friend, the one he leans on.
She says he is her dream man,
but a dream man is someone who stays by your side and chooses no one before you a multiple of times.
I am the one who helped shape him into the man he is today.
You are so lost beyond dismay.
I make him feel more of a man because I am a strong independent woman who can do for her family and not be supported by others.
Sorry, life is not lived fairly.
I am more of a woman than you could ever be.
I will never demean my man into something more than what he could be.
You pleasured him because I stopped as a form of punishment;
he swears you were nothing more than just an accident,
something like one of his achievements...
Because every time he calls you to give him some tail
and whispers sweet nothings to make your heart swell,
does not make you his belle.
You say he says he wants it to never end,
only because he wanted you to open your mouth.
What part do you not comprehend?
You say he laughs with you. Well, my dear, he cries for me.
Once he massages my inner walls, it is as if he forgot you and all.
I am his destiny, his love, and my child serenity.
Some things in life may not make sense to me
But the Heavenly Father above refuses to condone what was done to me.
You wish you were in my shoes where I have created stability and a family.
I live in the projects,
but I am allowed to call it my own, not a room in a multifamily domain.
What he did to you that dreamy night he learned from me.
Too bad he had to sneak for you guys to be.
He appreciates you because you cater to his needs.
He loves me because we cater to our needs.
How did it feel to be a day in my shoes?
Of course, you will not admit that it is the truth,
but this is just my silly view.
The sex is the best.
Trust this, I know he makes love to me beyond your pleasurable satisfaction.
He will never delight you the way he does his wife.
What he gave you is a sample of what he does to me, his life.
I am his wife and together, we shall forever continue through our daily strife.
You're right, he is under a spell. It's a magical thing called love.
Sorry for the incongruity, but it had to be said.
Now I leave you with this, as I lay next to my family in bed.


~~> Anaisha Rivera <~~
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