Union Or Delusion

He lives with her and says for sure, that's where he wants to be. A lovely wife, who hides her strife, how attractive; Not to me. Though she did stray, he chose to stay, defending love unkind. He claims success, when it's a mess; A delusion of the mind. He comes to me for I am free, my mind and soul complete. I do not reflect; I have self-respect and can't settle for defeat. It's difficult to say why he won't stay, perhaps I'm just to real. He can't fool me, for I can see beyond ones fake appeal. He will not leave, though she'll deceive and hide behind her fear. It's way too late to close that gate; He would rather die than veer. There was a time it crossed my mind, he'd pick this maiden fair. This is me, miss reality, and he's not going anywhere. Although I know that time will show, mistakes burn deep, ask me? For I've been there without passions flare, and I lived in misery. At least I know I'm not a show, but it seems that's what they crave. A challenge, please! I'll never tease and you can mark that on my grave!