Cut Your Losses Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

You can't ever win
Your Ex is your Ex
For a very good reason

So, cut your losses
and, don't be taken in
by that, standard: My
wife doesn't understand
me
nor I her, lark!

Because, that's just what it is
A lark!

And, I'm sure he's mourned:
We rarely communicate
We sleep in separate rooms
We only suffer each other for
the sake of the children

Sure!
Where have we heard all that
before?

Believe it, if you want to be deluded
I constantly see him frolicking at our
local swimming pool with his family
They take regular holidays together
The man is often seen in cinemas,
restaurants...theatres arm-in-arm
with his spouse

You may be satisfied with secret trysts
that lead to candle lit dinners
cooked solely by you
Promises that he'll tell the wife about you two
But, now is not the time
You see - unfortunately....
Blah! Blah! Blah!

He'll string you along
about the merits of waiting until tomorrow
I'm afraid, that day will never come
Believe-you-me

Okay....you concede. What's another day....?
Come to bed. Let me dispel your heartache and pain.

Your sheepish lover comes over to your bed
Later - he says: Lets make plans for our future together.

Making plans is what I most like to hear, you utter
in complete bliss

Dream on, I say.
Dream on...!

This will carry on for years
Him having the best of both worlds
The only difference being:
Slipping out of one bed
and, sliding into another
....No matter!

Whilst, like countless other women
you revel in being hoodwinked.

xxx

PS. I'm glad you took my advice
and, eventually threw him out

But, I know you're waiting
Waiting

And, hoping your story will end differently
from other women

As I said
Dream on