Your mother’s face

When the women in a man’s life dies

Is the time he decides to start ruining other woman the same way they ruined their mother, their sister, their grandma, their brothers wife’s mom’s cousin twice removed who doesn’t like you for some reason

You think you were safe?

Why do you think he needed all that space?

Burrowing his dick in other bitches face

When you confront him about not texting you for a whole day he says “I just like my space.”

Your stomach drops when your male friend say he’s cheating because “Why would he need that when you already live in different states?”

His mom just died and this is his time to show you how he is such a complete waste

He starts to leave bruises on my face

Ripping me apart to piecing me back together, gravely, trying to bring your mother back to life so she can be replaced

Her suffering felt like comfort to you because to you she never complained

You try to catch me up to her; hands of yours on my body chiseling to recreate her but failing to catch me up to her years of misery like if this was a race

His moms death has nothing to do with the reason he makes you feel so betrayed

I leave this home completely inflamed

Your love swallows my heart and will stay in my body forever like black plague