A shot fired,
a warning shot,
a barrage of anger and pain,
yes, she says,
do not look at me as if I am stupid,
I smelt the perfume on your clothing,
now, isn't it time that we go our separate ways?
A man caught in his girlfriend’s furious gaze,
lost for words with guilt written all over his face,
normally a man for all seasons,
but he had committed a treason,
and she through gritted teeth,
told him to leave straight away,
as she began to rue the day,
as she began to rue the day that she met him,
and told him to pack his things,
and cried countless tears over a relationship destroyed,
in an instant,
as he, whilst packing tried to remonstrate,
that what she thought he had done he had not done,
but she stood firm and told him to leave right away,
and what guts and mental strength it takes,
to stand your ground,
and to not give in to crying,
and begging and pleading,
and emotional blackmail,
and to end a relationship,
at the first sign of betrayal and walk away.