Tears On My Pillow

Tears On My Pillow

I cried each night you would come back

And love me like you used to do.

Now I know it’s over,

And there will be no more from you.

I thought we had a love for life,

A fool I could not see.

You had your wife at the end of the day

When you said goodnight to me.

Foolish dream I fed myself,

Like cakes and apple pie.

My dream that one day two would be one —

Now my dreams, my world is gone.

You said you made it clear

There would never be an us.

Twenty-three years later,

You chuck me under the bus.

So I suppose the “I love you”s

Were empty words — there never was an us.

Your marriage was so boring,

You wanted excitement with no fuss.

One thing I really don’t understand —

Why text me morning till night?

The only time you didn’t

Was when wifey was home early or you two had a fight.

Well, shit on you — you’re an evil man.

You knew I had been hurt and abused before.

Suppose I was easy prey —

I wanted you more and more.

Twenty-three years

and you just knifed me in my back.

Recovery isn’t easy — see, I love you.

I was just a mixed-up soul

Who fell in love with a dream

that one day you feel the same too.

I still cry and read the letters,

Texts and messages too.

There’s lots of power in my email folders

That could still end her and you.

See, I fester silently,

Yet one day in my own time

I will get revenge so sweet —

I promise this with all my heart,

and every tearful beat.