by Susan Rae Nott
Is there something I was meant to see?
What do you think heís not telling me?
Maybe it was something I once said
I wonder is that why he took me to bed
What was the reason he was so unsure?
Why did he believe I was so immature?
Could it be love, lust or just a whim?
Or is it something I saw inside of him
Was this the start of something new?
Give a sign if itís my love you pursue
Youíve made your feelings perfectly clear
You donít love me, you were insincere
Did you marry out of pity, or was it lust
How could you have abused my trust?
Was our marriage just one big mistake?
Is this certificate now my only keepsake?