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I'm  sorry
I'm an asshole 
I'm not sure 
how this began
but it must end.

     If we continued, 
      I couldn’t face myself 
       in the mirror
        as I can’t look 
         into your eyes. 
           Now.

     My wife and I
     have a history
     of interdependency 
     and failing
     but  there are 
     huge expectations
     in our children’s eyes.

     They are my story
     I'm but a sorry chapter
     in your tale 
     which we should never 
     have opened 
     and now must, 
     sadly, close

I'm sorry
I'm an asshole
but this
must end.

DWR - Ianuarius
MCMXCVII


Footnote

I’m sorry you feel
this must end.
Sorrier that you are
feeling badly.
While you are not
sure how it started,
I’ve known how we
would end up
the moment I laid
eyes on you.

While you think to me
you are but a sorry chapter.
In truth,
you are like the footnotes of my existence --
explaining a source of my preferences;
providing additional relevant material;
suggesting other areas to explore;
clarifying unclear parts.....

I’m sorry you feel
this must end.
Sorrier that you are
feeling badly.
While we have
spouses that need us,
I think we do enjoy
and need each other.
 
    Flashette Jan 24 1997 


 post  and echo of an imaginary affair

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