she lay on the floor,
tear stained cheeks,
red puffy eyes,
legs tucked to her chest
turned on her side
still in shock
she couldn't believe he'd lied
she sighs, trying not to cry
because she'd grown tired of doing so
they say the truth shall set you free
but this truth, she didn't need to know
she'd built her life around this man
wore his wedding vows on her left hand
but now, the mere thought of him
she could barely stand
she'd come home from a hectic day at work
looking for him to heel her pain
with that charming smirk
but all he did was hurt her
for when she walked through the apt door
there he was, laying in the middle of the floor
with her...
broken promises and excuses
skewed all around
covering the bottles of aspirins
in a state of depression, he'd forced down
she got down beside him
trying to revive him
called 911 but they gave up on him
11:37, his time of death
he'd left her in this world all by herself
she didn't understand
til she found the letter on the bookshelf...

Dear Love,

You're a WHORE!!!! You thought I didn't know but that's not so. You've fucked me, him,her and he/she, when I honestly thought you were only fucking me. But now, I'm facing the sad reality that Love fucks us all. So I write you this letter to tell you, YOU WIN, you've finally caused my downfall...