Filling the Vacuum

With tears on her face she came to me being a gentle man I am I gave her my shoulder and she felt relieved She cried not because she was bereaved But emptiness caused by the abandonment Her husband a rich man he is But his riches caused more pain than joy For such a beautiful daughter of the land I gave her everything from time to love And she reciprocated it big time Should I feel guilty or joy Guilty because she someone’s Or joyful because she is no longer sad and I am happy too I am just feeling the vacuum created And you know what they say it must be filled.