if only my radar was strong enough

i would have known i was the last

on his priority list

i would have known the sweet lilac smell

wasn't from his perfume stall

i would have guessed his being cold

was a sign of rejection

i would have known he had someone else

a man he keep in the closet

i should have known

he was after my best friend after all

i hated the act of cheating

 it's the biggest sin a partner could commit

when the trust is gone, what's left behind?

doubt,

regret,

or

rage?

perhaps all of them.

tribute to 'cappuccino'

though i do altered the storyline

i just took the theme :)