There was a time when I had him
He loved me
& I threw it all away
We still share not only the sacred paper and ring
But a amazing child
& some nights together that get wild
No thoughts of her
The one waiting at home for her sir
The one that was mine but is now hers
Our acts hurt and burn
Though he feels it
I feel nothing but lust for him in return
I do it only to satisfy and ruin
She is his new life
But I am his wife
perhaps she is only his friend...and you will always be his beloved wife and the mother of his child :) All my best... thank you for sharing...
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I would like to translate this poem
She isn't just a friend & That really is okay :) Diffcult situation But thanks 4 ur comment! !