Infidelity
Insane by your actions, something feels so wrong
Not your normal self; no yearning to belong
Faith has no meaning; you seem empty and bare
Is it something I said? Or is this a sign of beware?
Denying my suspicions; insinuating I’m the paranoid one
Emancipating the ideas; hoping the time will come undone
Longing for the truth, but fearful of what I may find
Inquiring still some more; your actions clearly depict a sign
Treading through this awkward, unstable complex plight
Your body language told me what my heart already did last night
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
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