Not Again Poem by Paola Elizabet Mateo

I called you this morning and I heard someones voice in the back...
Not again
I was walking on my way to work and I saw you taking two cups of Joe...
Not again
I was on my lunch break at the Sun Cafe and saw you buying Flowers...
Not again
I came home and I found panties under your pillow...
Not again
I went to pack my things and found you on the floor with a bloody note saying ' I love you babe and I'm sorry for everything I put you through, .... Will You Marry Me? '

The ring was gone, and so was your breath

I looked up

and....