Poem...........The Coward

The man I used to love                                                                                                                             has changed in so  many ways.
I met him long  ago.               
When our eyes met, my hands began to sweat.
I fell in love right away.

Everything  was fine at first                                                                                                                             but he slowly fell for his thirst                                                                                                                         and got drunk time after time.
The shame I endured, the cut downs I received,
I thought !                              
" Love will make everything go away".                                                                                                      
It's been 35 years now                                                                                                                            and I don't know somehow, I managed to stick around                                                                                and put up with everything.                                                                                                                      He said he a was a man and take care of everything,                                                                                     but when he was asked, he said, " not now".

I remember when I said my vows,
I was the happiest girl in town but things changed very quickly.
To this day I still think of the first day we met,                                                                                               I thought he was just it.                                                                                                                                 That's the man I used to love.

He cheated on me, but is unwilling to sit down and admit it to me,                                                                 to make things better and move forward.                                                                                                       Instead I feel raped of my dignity and pride and
I feel left behind.
He said," it's all my fault " I should straighten up instead,                                                                                bad times should be left behind and we should go on together.

But my pride won't let me move on and                                                                                                   time after time we started  to get into a  fight,                                                                                                                                                          I cry and cry and things don't get any better.                                                                                                                                                                                                                 All I feel is betrayed and bitter. 
                                                                                                                                                                             Maybe it's time to move on and forget the past, 
the love and  the good times that we once shared,                                                                         because, that's the man I used to love.                                                                                                         we                                    get i
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