In the echoes of our shared yesterdays,
A love once vibrant, now fades away.
Three years entwined in a tapestry of deceit,
A silent unraveling, hearts in retreat.
From afar, I glimpsed a painful sight,
A cheer with another in the pale moonlight.
"I want him," she declared, a dagger to my core,
A revelation that left my spirit sore.
The journey we tread, hand in hand,
Once adorned with promises, built on sand.
Deceit wove its threads through the years,
Leaving me drowning in unspoken tears.
Lies like whispers, softly caressed,
Gaslighting shadows, truth suppressed.
A masquerade of love, a bitter charade,
In the ruins of trust, our foundation laid.
Three years, a chapter of shared lore,
Now echoes with the pain I can't ignore.
"I want him," her words, a haunting refrain,
A symphony of heartbreak, love's bitter strain.
As the embers of our union flicker and fade,
I ponder the moments, the choices made.
Deceit, lies, and gaslighting's cruel art,
Tore asunder the love that once filled my heart.
In the wreckage of what was meant to be,
I find strength in setting my spirit free.
For in the ashes of deceit's cruel game,
I rise from the ruins, no longer the same.