'Change Of Heart' Poem by Linda Winchell

Everything you loved of me,
You seem now to hate.

Everything you felt was sexy,
You now humiliate!

You call me names that do not fit,
this person that I am.
But for some small reason, which I can't explain,
I am becoming lesser than.

Are you so insecure that your jealous of me now?
I can't think of any other reason, why you've changed towards me somehow.

Take for instance the time you called me; 'A Tramp, a Pig, a Whore.'
You seemed to want to continue, but your anger wouldn't let you say much more.

Now what would you say if I stopped loving you, and left you far behind?
At this point my dearest husband, I really think you wouldn't mind.

God never intended me to grieve this loss, of the love I have for you I feel,
You've had a change of heart of love that was,
But it wasn't, really, real.

I'll pick myself up again, and love another I'm sure,
He will have the heart of love for me, that is a gentle, kind and pure.

And if I am not to find true love,
that awaits maybe you one day.
It's better then the way I'm living,
In your loveless, change of heart kind of way!